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I have found myself married to one of those most amazing women put on this earth. She is truely a proverbs 31 woman..
When she speaks she has something worthwhile to say,
and she always says it kindly.
She keeps an eye on everyone in her household,
and keeps them all busy and productive.
Her children respect and bless her;
her husband joins in with words of praise:
"Many women have done wonderful things,
but you've outclassed them all!"
Charm can mislead and beauty soon fades.
The woman to be admired and praised
is the woman who lives in the Fear-of-God.
Give her everything she deserves!
Festoon her life with praises!
She has blessed me in so many ways. Her presence is a treasure highly valued. Everyone wants to be in her presence. Her children each are a bright star in my night sky. They each in their own way have praticing the gifts that were instilled in them many years ago. Watching her with our grandson has given me the opportunity to see the mothering side of her i never got to see before.
One of the things I had asked for in my wish list for a wife was someone i could come home and "talk shop" with. Someone who was interested in the the weird stuff that i find exciting. When we are at church or an event she's noticing the technical stuff behind the scenes that i thought only i was interested in. She's edited all of the McHi band videos, she's built several websites. She was even the IT point person for her office in Edinburg.
She always brings out the best in me. She's an encourager and supporter. She stood behind me and helped me decide about this new job. She never complained or asked me to do something i wouldn't want to do. My family loves her, i think she talks more to myparents and sisters more than i do. I love you Patti. My prayer for you is that i can make you as happy as you've made me. That i can fill your life with as much joy as you've given me and that all our years to come will be even better then they already have been.
This afternoon I sat in attendance along with hundreds of others watching the McHi class of 2012 move their tassels across their caps. Hannah walked across that stage and accepted her diploma. I can't put into words how proud I am of her and her accomplishments. She has grown up to be such an amazing young woman. She's taken an interest in music and technology. She's taken a strong interest in Sign Language and become one of if not the best in her class. She developed a desire to help the deaf community and wants to use her talents to help them.
In the 15 years I've had the pleasure of knowing her, I've been able to be a part of her groaning up from a cute kids to an amazing young woman. She is truly everything i could have asked for in a child of my own. This coming from a guy who never wanted kids. I couldn't be any prouder of her. I know we can expect great things from you in this next endeavor of your life. I'm so excited to find out what's next in your life. You've already made us all so proud.
I remember times when I got to take you to school, and get lost taking you to school. I remember having lunch at your elementary with you and your mother. I remember all the years of joining you to "meet the teacher night" In these past years you've probably taught me more about being a step-parent than I could have ever bestowed on you. For that I thank you. Thank you for making me a better person. Thank you for blessing me with the privilege of getting to be a part of such a wonderful person's life. Now as you prepare to move on to your next challenge. I leave you with one of my favorite lines from Robert Frost.
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of the easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Last thanksgiving a year ago, Patti and i sat up waiting for "the call". We knew the end was close and it would probably be tonight. When the call finally came- we had resigned ourself to know that she was finally resting in a better place and after a long few weeks battling this with her, we were ready for some rest too. Shortly after we got another call that the family was wanting us with them at the hospital so we thew on something real quick and made our way up to the 4th floor. The normally bustling and rowdy hallways were now quiet and all of nurses and staff we all shocked and teary eyed just as we were. Thorough all the time Loulou would spend in the hospitals, she was the life of the party. Hanging out with the nurses, cheering everyone up, racing down the halls in wheelchairs, everyone knew here- and everyone loved her. we walked to the ICU. her room was the easiest to spot. it was the one with the glass doors covered in artwork, paintings, cards and balloons. She didn't want just a hospital room, she wanted her vacation loft and she wanted it personalized. Seeing her in her room is an image i will probably have burned in my memory forever. Mostly because she was finally at rest. No more struggling to breath, no more wincing in pain, no more tears, machines whirling and beeping. just peace. almost felt jealous of her. We spent the rest of the evening with the family, cleaning up her room, taking down the decorations and packing up all the gifts, teady-bears and other trinkets that fill an 11 year old girls room. We must have hauled down 6 loads down to the cars downstairs.
LouLou, i know your not here with us, and you know that we miss you, but we still see you, in the eyes of all the kids that you continue to help reach. I hadn't been back up to the hospital since that night but i went just this past weekend and it is still full of kids who need to experience that love that you had. we are trying to continue that. we are trying to let your life live through them. and we are trying to make a difference.
hope we can make you proud-
I've never been one for bumper stickers or other paraphernalia on my vehicles. As a matter of fact, the only thing i would sport on my vehicle was the occasional "support magnetic ribbons" ribbon mocking those who would put any such ribbons on their cars. So… Patti got me this vinyl the other day for my car “I know you probably wont use it but I got it anyway”
You know, I can’t think of a kid who I am prouder of more than Hannah. I wouldn’t have considered myself a band geek growing up but I was at least a band nerd. From 7th grade we started participating with the varsity band. Loading and unloading.. carrying instruments banners, etc etc. 8th grade year we even got to mach with the band. There really isn't an experience quiet like marching for a 1A (1/2 a more like it) school on a grass band filed with gopher holes and ant hills. My freshman year was the last year our school had football so there wasn't much chance to march other than the occasional parade.
With Hannah being part of the band gave Patti and I both the chance to relive our band careers. We've had the chance to watch her preform in front of huge crowds and always do an outstanding job. As much work as it is, there really isn't anyplace else i'd rather be on a friday night than watching her perform on a game night. I missed one game because i was in Dallas and i've thought about taking one or two nights off occasionally but i just couldn't pass up the chance to see her perform again.
I can't help but say i'm proud of what she's accomplished and the detection she herself has shown to her section and band. There are times when i find her loading the trailer or the trucks usually outdoing the boys just standing around. Kind of reminds me of myself 15 years ago.
So.. without hesitation, i have no qualm about putting a sticker on my car showing just how proud of her that I am. Tonight is pigskin. The big competition that everyone's been working so hard for.
One of the band directors said it best today on Facebook..
Dear God, 3 months of triple digit weather practices, longs hours on our parking lot, perfecting an extremely difficult drill (page by page), many loads of sweaty laundry (thanks mom ☺), breaking sticks/mallets/drum heads/keyboard strings/ chime cords (you name it, we’ve probably broken it), making new life long friends, striving to always do our best, wearing the “purple and gold” with pride, being blessed with the world’s greatest band boosters, all while being guided by our band directors. Today we perform the finished product at our Region XV UIL Marching Competition. We ask that you guide us tonight and throughout all our lives. Amen
So as we gear up for the final moments, no matter what the judges may think.. you are a One in our eyes.
It's going to be a little quieter around here. Sabrina, the old queen, took her last breath this afternoon. She's been around over 18 years. She's always been a scrapper and protected her home. In her old age she could keep up with even the younger cats of the household.
She's always been a staple of the Kohrt house. Everyone always knew of her and remembered her.
She was laid to rest at the residence of Randell Kohrt. She proceeded Tabatha and is survived by Delilah, Kovu and Ozzie.