So it begins.

Well, here it is.  I suppose it was inevitable.  With the updates I’ve been faithfully maintaining since Nola was born, the natural next step was to be documenting my family’s life via the internet.  I’m a product of my era?

Macleod Momentum; that’s it.  I guess I hung on to this name because since I met Kevin I’ve really felt like my life began.  Sentimental?  Yes.  As I age, I feel like my life is picking up speed and time is flying faster than ever.  My life is gaining momentum and I love it…and hate it.  Regardless of my feelings toward it I shall embrace it!  We only go around once, right?

I am also especially sentimental to beginning this blog now because March has connected me deeper to my life and loves.

Today, March 31, is the day the Cappis family lost its glue.  Grandma passed away tragically in a car accident this day 16 years ago.  16 years ago.  I remember it well.  It was all the descriptors you can think of for such an awful event.  Everyone loved her—I mean everyone.  Her funeral was huge, the choir sang and everyone wept.  She died instantly in the accident while she and Grandpa were on their way to Rocky Mountain House to deliver clothes for Goodwill…  And then earlier this month, March 3, at 95, Grandpa finally let go and went to be with her.  There has been so much separation in the family over the past 15 years or so.  When I look back at it, I feel as though when Grandma passed it was like the threads of the rope began to break.  One by one they snapped apart from the pressures; with each fight or misunderstanding another strand would give way.  Grandpa was the final thread.  I felt like when I got the phone call, it was as though that last thread broke…  Of course we’ll still be family, but that patriarch is gone.

That’s enough reflective sadness.  Oma celebrated her 81 birthday yesterday.  Wow!  I was fortunate enough to spend the day with her…it was Wednesday after all.  I love her to death and am so glad her and Opa have the opportunity to know Nola.  It melts my heart to see how much those two old people love that little girl.

Circle of life.

Now onto my little trio.  Finally the snow is melting and we can see the pavement again.  This summer is going to be oodles of fun with Nola.  Her walking has become much more stable and she’s a real hoot to be with.  She’s got a good sense of humour and a funny little laugh that is infectious, at least to Kevin and me.  It’s really awesome to see her develop as her own little self.  I didn’t know I could love someone SO much.

One of my favourite things to witness lately is how much Nola loves Sarge.  Every once in a while she’ll meander up to him and throw her chubby little arms around his neck and give him the biggest hug.  She’s a little lover, that’s for sure.  He doesn’t really know what to make of it but you can well imagine how wonderful he is with her.  I think he’ll find more appreciation for her when she can throw a ball…and yes, my daughter will sure know how to throw a ball ;o)

Kevin hasn’t been working too much; it’s really nice to have him home.  The "Honey Do" list doesn’t get as long when he’s around more.  We’ve been doing a lot of talking about summer, and we’re looking forward to getting the motor home out for some good camping and exploring.  We found a few favourite spots last year, and I wouldn’t mind heading back down to Peter Lougheed Provincial Park.  There were lots of grizzlies and it was beautiful.

Instead of making this an insanely long blog post, I think I’ll cap it off here.  This should be enough to hold you over for the first glimpse into the-world-as-Jeanette-sees-it.  I should get cracking on my little project anyway.  Friend Jamie is expecting #2 in a few short weeks and I’m making her some easy little dinners to help her out.

Oh yeah, and we made the paper!

So welcome to the blog friends & family.  I’m happy to share our thoughts and adventures as the momentum in this little Macleod family moves on…♥