7 Stars

Wanted to share the email I received this morning from the wonderful Laura Landaker. 

"The tragic event that took place 5 years ago today is why the Seven Stars Foundation, Inc. was established. The same qualities that made up this seven member crew, are the same qualities we, as a Foundation, Inc., try to follow. But it is their love of life, family, and friends and how they valued them that should be the most important example to follow. They would not want us to mourn their loss to the point of not seeing the bigger picture: smiling and laughing as much as we can; hugging and kissing our kids and grandkids till our arms ache, never passing up an opportunity to try new things and grow, for you never know where that road will lead you, but most importantly, never pass up an opportunity to say I love you to those close to you. They all knew the value of life and we must find it too. They would tell us to “live like there is no tomorrow”!"

Laura Landaker

Asst. Director and Mom of 1st. Jared M. Landaker, USMC, KIA 2-7-07 Iraq

Seven Stars Foundation, Inc.

Box 2481

Big Bear City, CA 92314

www.sevenstarsfoundation.com

Koi

This is cool.

Nice Read

I am now officially really into and excited about the book The Bungalow. The second chapter captivated my attention because the character in the story decided to take a major and unexpected risk. I can't wait to see how it turns out. On to Chapter 5! :)

Migration

I sit down with my little pocket note card holder she allowed me to use, happy to be in the presence of my Mom and Dad. I spread the note cards on the counter, pull the top one and press the tip of my sharpened pencil against the paper.
"Okay, so, Dad, what year did you come into this country and why?"
He stops cooking and faces me.
"I came to this country in 1970 to study and go to school."
My Mom chimes in...
"He came in January of 1970 to go to school and find his American wife. He wanted to find an American wife with long legs so his kids might have the chance to be taller." 
My Dad continues...
" Yeah, I came to this country to find my American wife and to see cars... to see cars for the first time in my life."
I look at him inquisitively as my Mom's giggles erupt. My Dad laughs too, silently appreciating how funny his wife thinks his jokes are. Everyone in the kitchen giggles along with the two of them.
"Don't feed her that bull Mo." She retorts.

I sat, taking notes and listening to my Dad telling the first bits of his story about the events that lead to him becoming an American citizen. I am, once again, fascinated with life and all of its wonder. Flashes of the conversation I had with my niece a few days prior danced in my mind as the 'American Dream' brings life to my vivid imagination. She and I read a story together called, "A Very Important Day" for her school work and I couldn't help but fall in love with it as it encompasses people from all walks on their immigration journey to America. These people, my Dad included, all took a stand on "A Very Important Day" to change their future as well as all of the future generations of their family. So I sit here and reflect upon how grateful I am for the sacrifices of my Father to create for us the 'Home' his young heart and mind always dreamed of having.

Xx Suzie
http://onebeatglobal.blogspot.com/2010/09/god-bless-america.html

In My Bungalow

Sorry guys but I'm busy reading. ;D
I'm on Chapter 2. Everyone's reading pace varies. ;D

Mel Laps Me

I finally picked up the book The Bungalow by Sarah Jio that my sister dropped off for me. I read the page before the Prologue and I loved it!!!

I Don't Know

But I couldn't stop laughing because of how good he dances.