He’s Another Year Old Today…

Technically he was another year old yesterday.

14317439_10210161594261007_2186919252756866346_nMy dear old Pop turned 94 years old on Thursday. This photo is from last year when he was 93 at his great granddaughter’s birthday party. Vera and I drove to Kathy’s yesterday to wish him a happy birthday and to have dinner with him and Kathy’s family. Before dinner we all prayed individually to our God to bless our dear Pop in his final days on this earth with peace and joy.

This is my pop and me in 1973 and 2017. We both have aged a bit. I’ve put on weight and he’s lost a lot of weight and muscle.

Last year he got cherry pie which he really enjoys.

This year Vera and I baked my mom’s signature nut roll called Roolyet. My pop talked about the fact that my mom’s Roolyet was the best. He said no one made roolyet like mom. We were hoping ours would measure up.

We put the candle in his birthday roolyet and he enjoyed blowing it out. He did say, “I’m 94 why only 1 candle?”

Pop loved our attempt and he teared up because it brought back good memories of his bride. He told us to make it again on Saturday when we have another party on the books. I’ll be posting the recipe on Mennonite Girls Can Cook on May 31st.

This is my sister Kathy’s family minus their son-in-law Ryan who is busy wrapping up his teaching year. Vera and me are flanking our pop with Avery. Pop got calls from his other kids and even got a call from our younger sister who is vacationing in Iceland to wish him a happy birthday. After dinner and all the excitement of the day he sat down to watch Jeopardy and then excused himself and retired to his room to read his Bible and pray for all of us like he does every night. Vera and I hit the four freeways we needed to take to get back home. There are a lot of freeways in Southern California!

Friday is sister day and the three sisters that are here right now will have some fun. Lana is on her way to Scotland with her hubby after spending time in Iceland which is an okay trade-off for not being here for sister day.

Timber!

Dear and Dan had a great time completing several projects at the home on the mountain. Tree felling was added to the list of things to accomplish while Dan had a helper. The first tree the guys felled was close to the house. Jamie, Addy and I could watch from the nursery window. The tree was dead and the rain had paused so it was a good time to fell it and cut it into rounds to dry until next winter.

The weather on Easter was so wonderful with no rain all day and beautiful sunshine. After our Easter Brunch company left we changed into work clothes and headed out for a hike on the property to find more dead trees. Addy was snug as a bug with mommy.

This tree that was leaning on another was the tree chosen to untangle and chop down. This time they used an ax.

We supervised from a distance.

We headed back to the house while the guys found a creative way to bring the felled tree back up to the house to cut into rounds.

A wonderful dreamy first Easter for Addy.

Here are some photos from the Southern California gathering with part of my side of the family. My niece Melissa shared this next one of my dear old pop coloring Easter Eggs with her in Southern California.

My older sisters, Kathy and Vera, baked the Russian Easter Bread (Kulich/Paska) for the Easter gathering. Quite a nice batch. Good job sisters! On Easter day they gathered at Debbee and Lenny’s home to celebrate Jesus together. My little grandniece Ellie had her first Easter egg hunt. Look at her bunny purse for her egg gathering, so cute.  Grandnephew Jack and Grandniece Avery got quite a haul. My nieces Melissa, Michelle and Debbee prepared the strawberries to go with the Easter bread and Seernaya Paska.

My Pop (one month shy of 94) with some of his grandchildren and great grandchildren who all live in Southern California. The Texas crew and Washington crew are missing plus some of the California grands, too.

Dear and I traveled home again on Tuesday April 18th. Being conditioned to take the morning Addy shift, I woke up at 4 am today ready to go. It will take a few days to extend my sleep to a more normal pattern. We were gone for 13 days so the lawn needs mowing and some weeds need pulling. As soon as we get a good dry day we’ll whip things into shape. The rain has been relentless. It was tough to say goodbye…

Thank you for visiting and the time you take to leave a comment. It is always appreciated. Hope to visit y’all soon. Blessings.

Daddy and Daughter…

Here’s the side by side, Beth! I need to get a newborn photo of Jamie to scan to do a side by side comparison, too.

1 week old sent to us by the kids.

Posting the rest of my random photos until we travel east again to get some fresh photos!

And speaking of random here’s a photo of my dear old Pop with his great granddaughter Ellie taken several weeks ago.

Ellie is about 14 months or so here and Pop is almost 94! We so enjoy the instagram and facebook photos and videos of our dear little grandniece Ellie. Right now our Addy is Pop’s youngest Great Grandchild that we know of.

Continuing on the random theme…Yippee for some random sunshine here in the Pacific Northwest. We had a good church service on Sunday talking about being doers of the Word and capped off with Communion. Came home and had a nice breakfast of eggs and waffles with a couple hot dogs cut up and served alongside the scrambled eggs. Do you ever use a hot dog for your breakfast meat? Nathan’s skinless are my favorite. I donned my grubby work clothes and wellies to pull some weeds while the earth was still moist and weeds were easier to pull. I will also mow the lawn for the first time this year if the sunshine continues on Monday! Here’s a sneak peek at some paths Katie and I walked on last week. I’ll share more as the week progresses.

Linking up to Mosaic Monday with Maggie at Normandy Life.

Pop in Five or More…

These two…always the best when they were together. Together for 70 years before our mom died. My Pop has been fragmented ever since our mom died on their 70th wedding anniversary, September 13, 2013. They could communicate well in Russian with each other. None of us kids are fluent so he’s lost that aspect of his daily life. We’ve all tried to support him in his sorrow. He would love to be reunited with mom and His Savior. But…until then we try to keep him looking up and staying in the light. Can you imagine sharing life together with someone for 70 years and then trying to live on your own?

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Pop lives with our oldest sister’s family now. God bless her and her family for being there daily for our Pop. He has a special buddy in our dear niece Miss on the right in the photo above. Our sister Lana tries to visit regularly while she is in Southern California. I love the photo above of the 3 musketeers.

My Pop loves eating breakfast out but nowhere fancy please! He likes Denny’s or a similar spot where he can get his 2 eggs sunnyside up, with hashbrowns, sausage links and a cup of coffee. Oh yes…white toast only!

For lunch if you are going to take him out he enjoys a hamburger at the Habit. If you order or bring in a pizza he does not want thin crust healthy nonsense. Bring on the dough and all the good toppings, please.

Our best purchase ever was this recliner that he tells me every time he sees me in person that he loves. Thank you Lyena for my chair.

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His latest sweet great granddaughter Eleanor. He thinks she’s the best.

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No birthday cake just bring him a cherry pie!

mohai32His last sibling that is alive today. Aunt Anna and Pop live a few miles from each other. She lives in a senior care home. They talk most every day for about 30 seconds top. That’s another thing about Pop all you need is about 30 seconds a week to stay connected. He does not talk long on the phone!

These are some of Pop’s grandchildren with their spouses. He has many others and a very cool thing I’ll share about my Pop is that he gets down on his knees every night and prays out loud for each of his children, grandchildren and great grandchildren.

14102866_10210003724114352_4882991501142410829_oMy niece captured this image of our Pop on his knees praying. Although my Pop and Mom had a language challenge in communicating with us children and grandchildren they showed us all love in different ways. My mother expressed her love through her cooking and preparing meals for us. Our Pop expressed his love in working hard all his life to provide our basic needs. Both my Mom and Pop prayed for each of us every day. These days if our Pop feels his bank account has more money than he needs he gives us some extra cash. My parents always lived with the bare necessities. Another thing my Pop would want you to know is that he is a sinner like the rest of us and that he has been saved by grace. He’s not perfect but he loves God and is grateful for all that God has done for him.

My Pop turned 93 in May of this year. We thank God for Him and how God has blessed him and kept him all these years.

Although my post is not a clear 5, I’m linking up to Five on Friday with Amy at Love Made My Home and for Friday’s Fave Five with Susanne at Living to Tell the Story.

P is for Pop!

I just returned last night from a week in Southern California. This is my dear old Pop. He is 92 years old and he is living with my sister Kathy and her family. We had lunch together on Sunday and enjoyed some story telling from him on his family’s escape out of Russia to Persia in the early 30’s and his time living in Iran before he, my mom and sister Kathy immigrated to the U.S.A. I provided dessert for our meal together which happened to be a pastry ring that looked a lot like this Bear Claw Pastry I bought from the same bakery on Saturday morning on my way to the hospital to see my BIL. Proof is in the Pudding on my re-fluffing.

The name of this bakery caught my eye because of Pondside’s name for her husband on her blog…The Great Dane!

My Pop had stood up from the table to go get more comfortable as my sister opened the box that the pastry ring came in and he looked at it and promptly sat down again saying “Oh!” He really enjoyed the pastry with soft yummy dough like my mom used to bake.

Since we are on the letter P for ABC Wednesday started by Mrs. Nesbitt and carried on by Roger and the ABC team here are a few more P’s I encountered in Southern California.

I was staying with my sister Vera in Huntington Beach and took a walk down to the beach my last morning in town where these palm trees line PCH (Pacific Coast Highway).

My BIL is still in very serious condition and I thank you for your prayers, a very powerful P word. Prayers are supporting my BIL, sister and their children as they pass through this storm. In the midst of the storm God is our Peace.

Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid. John 14:27 (ESV)

My Father Knows ~ Hymn

My Father Knows

I know my heavenly Father knows
The storms that would my way oppose;
But He can drive the clouds away,
And turn the darkness into day.

I know my heavenly Father knows
The balm I need to soothe my woes;
And with His touch of love divine
He heals this wounded heart of mine.

I know my heavenly Father knows
How frail I am to meet my foes;
But He my cause will ever defend,
Uphold and keep me to the end.

I know my heavenly Father knows
The hour my journey here will close;
And may that hour, O faithful Guide,
Find me safe sheltered by Thy side.

Words: Sarepta M.I. Henry, 1897.

My heavenly Father is good and has been good to me and I’m grateful that I can depend on Him. My earthly father has been faithful and true to his family, too. I thank God for him. My pop turned 88 in May. Happy Father’s Day Pop!

Update On My Pop ~

I just got off the phone with my Pop and he sounds good, tired but good. Anyone who has ever been in the hospital knows it’s not a great place to rest! They did an ultrasound and are waiting on doing a stress test. Some of the tests have come back negative.

So here’s what my Pop said to me on the phone. “You know Lyenah last night when I was awake I was thinking, I’m so thankful, so thankful for all these years and God never let us down. For whatever God did…all His blessings and guiding, for all my children, I’m so thankful. I cannot complain. I love you Lyenah. I love all of you. When God calls me home I’ll say Ok…”

Thank you so much for all your kind words of support and your prayers and well wishes. I appreciate them all. He’ll probably have to stay in the hospital one more night, at least. I guess he has a roommate who yells obsenites when he’s in pain and that’s not a great formula for relaxation for my Pop so I’ll be praying the roommates pain is managed better…

Just got this update from my niece Debbee after she visited my Pop this morning…

Hey everyone~
Just got back from visiting with Deda, he was feeling pretty good this morning, chipper and rested. He was able to sleep a lot last night, fell asleep during Jeopardy:), then woke up at 1, then slept again til 5 then 7. He was very thankful for the restful night of sleep and no profanity from the guy next to him.  He said that his chest still feels a little heavy, but that it did feel better today:).   He is still scheduled for the stress test this afternoon and hopefully can go home this evening. But if not, according to him, ” Que sera sera.”  (I have no idea how to spell that) it was hard to hold in the laughter hearing those words come out of his mouth.
So, there is my update of the morning. Hope everyone is doing well. Love you all.  Ok, back to work, 1st period will be starting soon.
Love always,
Debbee

Debbee is a high school math teacher. I’m adding these updates because I want to document this history :0). Glad God answered our prayers for more rest for my Pop and for his roommate having less pain and profanity …

Update 3/24/10 in the evening. My father is being released tonight from the hospital. Nothing in the tests show the need for him to be at the hospital any further. This afternoon my mother fell at the hospital and hit her head and ended up being propped up in my father’s hospital room with an icepack on her head. Oye! We are trying to convince my mother she needs to use a cane because of some hip issues that throw her gait way off. They’ll be happy to be home to take care of each other…