my bride

Another image from our time at the beach yesterday. This is my bride of 35 years.

just us

color my world

She continues to color my world and, I am so grateful…

happy new year – and – on this special day

ruthie-and-me

Yup….that is yours truly with my bride! We celebrate 34 years today! Grateful for a New Year and for the faithful love of my high school sweetheart! And, Happy New Year to my WordPress family!

Christmas 2016

xmas-tree-2016

It’s not officially Christmas in our household until the tree is up, so, here it is: The Garcia Family Tree 2016. Our tradition is to put up the tree while listening to the best Christmas playlist ever including The Carpenters, Future of Forestry, Sleeping at Last and Mannheim Steamroller, to name a few. I leave you with a post from my personal Facebook page that I wrote following our election here in the states. It’s kinda what I’m working on this year: Today I have an opportunity to love… I have another day to love!! …to love my wife, my children, my grandchildren and my neighbor – across the street and around the world. Today I have an opportunity to, deep down in my heart, change my attitude, and remember that the darkness in my heart needs redemption. Today I have an opportunity to be… to be the love, to be the change, to be the joy, to be the light…that I want to see in the world. That’s on me… whoever the president, king, queen, or, ruler is here or around the world….that’s on me…

a father’s love

a father's love

A wonderful moment between a father and his little girl, as the loud sirens of police cars and fire engines approached during our homecoming parade.

 

you bring me life

you give me life

you bring me life

see these shells

see shells

See the shells? I never thought that I would hate seeing sea shells. I love the shore…I love the ocean, but these shells…these shells I would rather not see. Do you see these shells? These jagged, dirty, sad, colorless shells serve as the sidewalk…the road beneath the bare feet of those beautiful children who run across these shells, which occasionally are submerged in sewage…see the shells?…these shells supporting a young boy whose silent stare and precious smile invade my heart…shattering my bent to complain about the smallest inconveniences in my comfortable smart phone filled life…see these shells? I will never again see shells without remembering to pray for the precious men, women and children of Cite Soleil in Haiti. I am eager to return to this city, these children…I don’t want to see these shells, but I will return for all those unseen children….those unseen families….

happy valentines day

At the altar

She was 20…. I was 21… now we are a bit older… but we are still on the journey of love and commitment… we are still kneeling at the altar… I am so grateful for my beautiful bride. Happy Valentines Day.

happy new year

happy new year

I am leaving for a missions trip to Haiti on Dec. 28 and won’t return until after the new year, so here is my last post for 2015. Thank you WordPress family for your visits, your kind comments and for your encouragement. You are all an incredibly talented bunch! Looking forward to the journey with you in 2016. Happy New Year!

new year time