Basketball Shoes and Backboards

Supergirl

Have I ever mentioned that all five of my girls are athletes? They all love basketball more than any other sport. They play softball and volleyball and run track as they wait for basketball season to start. Laney’s senior year, she got new shoes that had her name and number on them. They were pretty sweet.

The other day, Ally was looking for her own basketball shoes as she headed out to practice. She could only find one. I told her to go find Laney’s shoes and use those.  A few days later, as she headed  to practice again, she had them in her hand.

Shoes

Later, I asked Ally if it were hard and made her cry to put on her sister’s shoes. She said that it didn’t. But informed me that she was going to wear them from now on. Then yesterday, she told me that when I went to her game, I was going to cry. When I asked her why, she told me that when I saw her in Laney’s shoes that it would make me cry.

2009-Laney-BB

But, it didn’t.(I know, you were thinking that I am so emotional lately that it would make me bawl my eyes out.) It actually made me smile. How cool is it to be able to wear your sister’s shoes as you literally follow in her footsteps?

As I thought about it, I smiled again as I remember a conversation I had with Laney not long before we lost her. We were reminiscing about her playing basketball. You know, the,”Remember when…” conversations. We were laughing at when Laney used to run down the court and watch her feet as she ran. She then confessed that she still did! That is when I cried. Because Ally does, too.

~CTR

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Funny Little Things

Laney helping her friend feed his animals.

Laney helping her friend feed his animals.

I have been thinking all week about some of the funny things I remember about Laney. They come at me during various times of the day, and they have made me both laugh and cry. I wanted to share some of them with you. Like last night, when Ally texted me goodnight. (What is up with teens these days?) My immediate thought was that when Laney was little she always told us “nee night.” So that is how I answered Ally back. And then I cried.

 

I just saw a pin on Pinterest of a cake someone made. It was a polka-dot cake. It had some colorful blobs of dough in a muffin tin. For some reason, it made me think of play-dough. Laney LOVED play-dough. She didn’t necessarily want to play with it. She like the smell of it. One year in high school, Laney asked for play-dough for Christmas. She wanted the packet of like 24 different ones. They were really cute and came in these tiny containers. I don’t think that there was much in each one. Laney loved them. They are still in her closet.

Peace

My favorite, though, is this one: My kids’ dentist, Dr. Kevin Markham, is AMAZING. Like, my kids would beg to go see him amazing. He is so good, that Laney didn’t know she got a shot at the dentist until she was 14 years old. I can very clearly recall the conversation. It went like this: Laney: I have never had a shot when I go to the dentist. Me: Yes, you do. Laney: No I don’t. He just gives me sleepy juice. Me: Laney. He gives you shots. He just calls them sleepy juice. Laney: No he doesn’t. She was appalled that she didn’t know for so long. We all thought it was funny.

I think that as these little moments keep coming to me, I will share some of them with you once in a while. I hope they make you laugh, too.

~CTR

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The Nativity

The nativity we got one piece at a time.

The nativity we got one piece at a time.

Years ago, I stopped using Santa clause and snowmen to decorate for Christmas. I think it was then that I decided that Christmas was too commercialized for us. So I started collecting nativities. I would buy a new one every year. I also made some of my own as well. Those are my favorite.

Last year, as you know,we didn’t put the tree up. No nativities went up then, either. This year, we at least got the tree up, but I never could bring myself to pull out even a single nativity. Then someone knocked on our door and brought us a donkey. Don’t worry…it was porcelain.

This started the 12 days of Christmas for us. A different person would come each night, bringing a different piece of the nativity. Each piece would come attached with part of the story from the scriptures of Christ’s birth. The last night, we got the baby Jesus.

This turned out to be the only nativity we put up this year. It was perfect. My kids kept wondering who was behind the nativity. It wasn’t like someone would ring the doorbell and run. It was handed to us by various people. The most we got out of one person was that it was someone who loved us and loved Laney, too. I think that was good enough for me.

So to our secret Santa…Thank you. You brought a little more of Christmas to our home this year when we couldn’t do it ourselves.

~CTR

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