Do Not Go Gentle into that Good Night

Do Not Go Gentle into that Good Night
by Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightening they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

My Mom

What can I say??????????? I love her with all my heart and am heartbroken. This wasn't suppose to happen - she was suppose to see Kaia and Kiersey grow-up. She was suppose to come back and visit us so I could show her the awesome playground we found. Who am I suppose to talk to about everything? Who am I suppose to turn to when I'm not feeling good or down, who am I suppose to call when Kiersten does something cute or reaches another milestone - who is going to comfort Kaia when she is upset and send her hugs? I didn't even get to say good bye.

Carolyn Marie Jacobsen
June 29, 1950 - May 30, 2008

Still in shock

I don't know if anyone else has had the experience of their house being broken into, if you have then you will understand what I am going thru. David got home last night and realized that the house had been broken into. The front door frame was busted. The strange thing is the only thing taken was my jewelry. That wouldn't be so bad except for a few pieces like my wedding rings, David's wedding ring and a locket necklace of Kaia's. All night I was in shock. I couldn't believe it. I continue to beat myself up for not wearing my rings yesterday. When we told Kaia - she burst into tears. She couldn't understand why someone would do this and why they would take something that meant so much to her and she wanted to know if we had called the police. Luckily her CTR necklace was left so when she got home she went grabbed it and said if that had been taken she would have been so mad. She then proceeded to start crawling on the floor and I asked her what she was doing and she replied "I'm looking for footprints."

Our Budding Artist

Kaia is our budding artist. Last night her school had an Art show that showcased student's artwork. I am very impressed at Kaia's talent. I am not being bias or anything but her artwork was way above anyone elses in the class.

She is fascinated with Killer whales at the moment - even her computer sign in and desktop are pictures of killer whales.

Setting Free

Kaia ordred some butterflies. When she got them there were 5 catepillars in the cup and her and Kiersten got to watch them eat and grow and become a cocoon. They were both excited when they woke up and there were 5 beautiful butterlies flying around. Kaia took care of them for a week and then decided to let them go this weekend.