Team Fundraiser $2135

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Team Peace, Love, LAF

Julie Alston, Ragin Cornelius, Robin & Brody Hamil, Russell Harvey, Tracy Portwood, Bryan & Suzanne Alston

On a cold Sunday morning, November 15, 2015, a group of dedicated friends participated in the East Texas Half Marathon, to raise scholarship funds for the Lauren Alston Foundation.  I can’t say enough about my group of friends…it moves me and humbles me that they want to help continue Lauren’s legacy of helping others.  That they gave their time, energy, money, lots of sweat, a couple of tears and some pushed their bodies further than normal and some started with injuries.  They came from Austin, Corrigan, Lufkin and Yoakum to participate in this run in Nacogdoches.  This is the second year for Team Peace, Love, LAF.  Ragin came to Bryan and I last year about making this a fundraiser run for LAF.  We hope you will join us in November 2016.

Ragin and Russell were the two brave souls who participated in the half marathon…that is 13.1 miles folks.  The race started at 7:30 am…but they had to be there about 1 hr earlier to park, warm up their legs and then race…on top of driving 30 minutes to get there.  Ragin is a seasoned runner but was dealing with shin splints, from his training, before he even started the race…but he pushed himself those last few miles and finished.  Russell just started running last year before this race/fundraiser.  Russell ran the 5K last year but challenged himself and moved up to the half marathon this year.  He enjoys running 8-9 miles most days but pushed through to complete his first half marathon…for Team P, L, LAF.  I am so proud of these guys…they took on the hardest part…the bigger challenge!!  They rock…they are awesome…they have huge hearts!!…and nice legs from running…lol.

Now us 5K’ers are another story…lol…we are walkers…not runners.  We also aren’t early risers…especially on cold, rainy mornings…thank goodness the rain stopped before the Half’ers got started.  The 5K race started at 7:45 am…but we had decided beforehand to have our “own” start at 8:30 am.  For two reasons…we aren’t early risers…yes, I’m saying it again…and we wanted to finish sometime close to when Ragin and Russell would be finishing their Half.  So Tracy, Brody, Robin, Bryan, I and Julie, our sister-in law, who was able to join us last minute…started our 3.1 mile walk or stroll.  We enjoyed visiting with each other, cheering on the Half’ers we passed… who were running toward us on the route and we got to see Ragin and Russell whom we “high fived”…looking at the houses in the neighborhood we passed through and commenting on all the clothes thrown on the sides of the road.  I guess some runners shed their clothes as they got hot and would later come back to get them.  We could have had some really nice jackets, gloves, t-shirts and leg warmers had we picked up all the items we saw.  Too bad there wasn’t any warm-up pants…cause someone in our group was walking in his fleecy pajama bottoms…I won’t name you Bryan Alston…and could have changed along the way…lol.   We finished in under an hour…barely…but we weren’t in it for an “official” race time…just the company….6 across the line.  We weren’t there but maybe 15-20 minutes when Ragin showed up across the finish line….Yay, 7 cross the line!!  Then we were looking for Russell, who we knew was struggling just a bit that last mile.  And because you never leave a man behind, Ragin went back to run with him across the line…the friendship, encouragement and Russell’s perseverance brought tears to our eyes…we all loudly cheered him on.  YAY!!! All 8 of Team Peace, Love, LAF had finished…we were together and hugging it out.  Again…I am so proud of this team!!  And a “shout out”… of thanks… to our cheer team of Kathy, Elise, Sharron and Roy Dean!

Because of this Team and all of their gracious sponsors…22 fabulous Supporters from Texas, Florida, Alabama and even Japan…we raised $2135 for scholarships.  Thank You…Thank You…Thank you all!!

We are so thankful to the Runners, Walkers and the Sponsors for your support.  We hope to continue this fundraiser next year and would love for more people to join us…yes, you reading this.  You can Run…Walk…Skip…Hula Hoop it…we don’t care…just join us…in mid November 2016…you know you want one of those cute Team t-shirts.

Our love to all…we are blessed by you.  Happy Thanksgiving.

Love, Action, Faith and a 5K

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What are you doing for Thanksgiving?  Eating turkey…dressing…sweet potato casserole…homemade yeast rolls…pumpkin pie…better yet, pecan pie?  Then maybe watching some football and lying around like a stuffed turkey?…lol.  Well… not Emily Collins and her Mom, Jennifer, they are going on a mission trip to Haiti.  Emily is a student at Texas State University in San Marcus and this isn’t her first trip to Haiti but it is a first for her Mom.  Emily wants to show and share her passion for the people of Haiti with her Mom.  Can you think of a better way to spend Thanksgiving?  That is why Emily is a perfect choice for our Love, Action, Faith Scholarship.  She will be Christ love…in action...because of her faith.  Think of Emily and Jennifer, the week of Thanksgiving, as they take this journey together and pray often for them as they travel and be the “hands and feet” of Christ.  And let us be every thankful for the many blessings we have in America.

Emily and some of her friends in Haiti.

Emily and some of her friends in Haiti.

On Sunday November 15th there will be 8 of us participating in the East Texas Half Marathon that runs through the SFA campus in Nacogdoches.  And before you fall off your chair laughing…it’s No…Bryan and I will be some of those walking the 5K portion…no running…no half marathon for us…lol.  But we do have 3 brave, energetic souls who are running the half marathon.  We are using this as a fundraiser for LAF.  Please consider making a donation to support our efforts.  That is the way we can continue to provide college scholarships and Love, Action, Faith scholarships, like the one Emily is receiving.  You can use the “To DONATE Online” button at the top of this page or you can mail a check to:

LAF   PO Box 152535   Lufkin, Tx  75915.  **If you donate $100 or more you will receive a Peace, Love, LAF team shirt. (please give us your sz)

Be on the look out for the follow-up story and pictures from Emily’s trip and from the Fundraiser Run/Walk.

Thank you for helping us continue Lauren’s legacy of helping others.

Three

We spend about 8 months of the year in our little rolling home.  In our travels we have met all kinds of people and have seen all manors of RV’s.  Some people have been loud and crazy…others keep to themselves…but most never meet strangers…kind of like us. Usually we are the youngest in the parks…but we don’t mind…we have friends of all ages.

 

Four years ago, while we were in Fredericksburg at Lady Bird Park, we met Jean and George. One evening while Bryan was looking at a tree in the park George hollered out at him…. “Hey, leave my pecan tree alone”.  Bryan jumped because he didn’t know where that booming voice came from.  And that is how we met the friendly jokester and his sweet wife.  George is a retired Vice Cop, from Houston and Jean is a retired rural route Mail Woman.  Every year he and some of his former co-workers get together at Lady Bird Park to reminisce…and boy do they have some stories to tell.  Well one evening us two couples went out to have a beer and listen to live music at Silver Creek.  We were talking and getting to know each other and Jean started talking about their girls.  They had four beautiful daughters.  As she is naming them and telling their ages…she said almost forty years ago they lost their second daughter to cancer when she was just two years old.  She told us what that journey and heartache was like.  Then she told us about her last two girls, who lived in the same town, but it was a few hours from them.  Six years earlier one daughter committed suicide from being in a verbally abusive marriage, they tried numerous times to help her get out of that marriage, but her despair was to great to overcome.  The last daughter got the call from the hospital about her sister.  She called her parents and told them to come quickly… as she rushed to the hospital a short distance away….where she learned her sister didn’t make it.   While at the hospital, waiting on her parents to arrive, she suffered a sudden aneurysm and died.  So George and Jean arrived at the hospital to learn the horrific news that they had lost two daughters that day.  Tears started rolling down my face as I listened to Jean tell me about their daughters…their life story.  She reached across the table and squeezed my hands and said “You are such a sweet, tender-hearted young woman.”  I replied “I know your sorrow…I live it too…but not times three.”

 

That is… T H R E E …of their four….beautiful, young daughters…their babies…their precious children…gone.  So when I am feeling overwhelmed…or heavy sorrow….I think of Jean.  I think of her heartache…her pain…her suffering.  If Jean has the strength and grace to continue living her life…after losing three children…I can do no less.  There, but for the grace of God, go I.  Please say a little prayer for Jean and George.

 

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Senior Sunday Poem

In our church there is something called Senior Sunday.  It is for all graduating High School Seniors that attend the church.  The Seniors take over the service for the day and perform all of the tasks…each taking a role in the service.  They greet people, take up the offering, sing, give the “sermon” and more.  It is a day for them to be recognized and shine in the spot light.

Lauren wanted to sing…she had a beautiful voice.  I was nervous for her as she hadn’t sang in front of a large group in several years… since she sang in musicals at the private christian school she and her brother attended.  I encouraged her to write a poem and recite it instead…she liked poetry too…so she rose to the occasion and that is what she did.

Lauren Sr Sunday 2006

In honor of all those graduating…whether it be High School, College or even Grade School…here are her words.  May you find encouragement and direction for your life.

 

 

Senior Sunday Poem   

Together we have been through it all

And together we all fall.

Christ brings us down on our knees

Christ, humble us, please.

How will we choose to measure our lives?

Will we try to fill it with lies?

Will we be some of the elite?

  -they never stop moving their feet-

Or will we gauge it in meaningful talks

And challenging walks, with God?

Get excited and look around

These are your brothers and sisters in Christ!

They will always be here

To help you through life.

And at the end of the day,

They are just a phone call away.

If you depend on God and your friends,

Does it really matter what life sends?

We pray we go far,

We pray we follow Your star,

We pray we go where ever You are.

  ~ Lauren Alizabeth Alston ~

Lauren Alston Senior Sunday 2006

Lauren Alston
Senior Sunday 2006

 

 

LHS 2015 Recipients

Glen from LHS Alumni Association called me over a month ago.  He had narrowed down our choice of recipients by the qualifications we had given him…he always does a great job.  He told me “I know I have always given you girls to choose from but this year I have several great guys I want to tell you about.”  I told him we didn’t care if they were male or female…we just wanted to help deserving youngsters.  He said “I don’t know if you know this family or not but they go to our church…Jeff and Tracy Portwood and their son is John.  He is active in the young group, he plays on the golf team, he was thinking about Pharmacy as his possible degree, he has a very good GPA and more good qualities.”  I let him tell me all about John and when he finished I laughed…in a good way…and said, “We know the Portwoods very well, they are our friends, and Yes, John is a great young man.”  I told him how much the Portwoods helped us after Lauren passed away and that the whole family were kind, helpful, generous people.

Glen went on the tell me about several girls and another young man.  He said he was really impressed with him when he interviewed him.  Yes, all students applying for Alumni Association scholarships are personally interviewed along with other criteria they have to meet.  But on to the next young man.  He told me how he was on the robotics team, the swim team, he was already a CNA but wanted to be a Nurse Practitioner, he worked at the Boys and Girls Club and more good qualities.  He then told me his name was Thomas Powell.

After Glen told me about all the possible candidates, Bryan and I talked about them and chose the two young men.  Scholarship Awards night was on May 12, 2015 and we got to visit with them and have our picture taken.  We were talking with Thomas and asked who his parents were.  He told us Gary and Suzy and Bryan and I just looked at each other and started laughing…they were our “old neighbors” from Brookhollow.  We had not recognized Thomas, because he was 12 when we saw him last and we knew him as “TJ” not Thomas.  Lauren had even babysat him, his twin and their little sister. 

Wow…how fitting to have two quality young men…that Lauren personally knew…from families that are our friends and were “there for us” after Lauren passed away.  We are so happy to award these young men the Lauren Alston Memorial Scholarship for Lufkin High School for 2015.

Bryan, Thomas Powell, John Portwood & Suzanne

Bryan, Thomas Powell, John Portwood & Suzanne

 

The Stone by Jessica

This blog article by Jessica gives an excellent “visual” description of the life of a grieving parent.  I am often at a loss for words on describing my life since Lauren’s passing.  I couldn’t have said it any better.  I have carried my “stone” for 5 years now and it will be with me until my last breath.

The stone

A post I wrote several years ago about what a grieving parent needs has been recirculating lately, putting me in touch with so many newly grieving moms. When I read their stories and the pain running in between and on top of their words I’m reminded of how far I’ve come and how close I am to still being right there.

The best way I can describe grieving over a child as the years go by is to say it’s similar to carrying a stone in your pocket.

When you walk, the stone brushes against your skin. You feel it. You always feel it. But depending on the way you stand or the way your body moves, the smooth edges might barely graze your body.

Sometimes you lean the wrong way or you turn too quickly and a sharp edge pokes you. Your eyes water and you rub your wound but you have to keep going because not everyone knows about your stone or if they do, they don’t realize it can still bring this much pain.

There are days you are simply happy now, smiling comes easy and you laugh without thinking. You slap your leg during that laughter and you feel your stone and aren’t sure whether you should be laughing still. The stone still hurts.

Once in a while you can’t take your hand off that stone. You run it over your fingers and roll it in your palm and are so preoccupied by it’s weight, you forget things like your car keys and home address. You try to leave it alone but you just can’t. You want to take a nap but it’s been so many years since you’ve called in “sad” you’re not sure anyone would understand anymore or if they ever did.

But most days you can take your hand in and out of your pocket, feel your stone and even smile at its unwavering presence. You’ve accepted this stone as your own, crossing your hands over it, saying “mine” as children do.

You rest more peacefully than you once did, you’ve learned to move forward the best you can. Some days you want to show the world what a beautiful memory you’re holding. But most days you twirl it through your fingers, smile and look to the sky. You squeeze your hands together and hope you are living in a way that honors the missing piece you carry, until your arms are full again.

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– See more at: http://fourplusanangel.com/2015/02/the-stone/#sthash.J73KuKbl.dpuf

Life goes on…..

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Five years ago we didn’t know how our life would change…with a phone call…and less than 24 hrs later.  But life goes on…

Time stood still in the hospital…as we begged, pleaded, prayed, cried….as we talked to Doctors…

As we tried to understand what was going on…what had happened…and what the prognosis was.

But life goes on…

We were running on auto pilot…in a daze…in a fog…in total disbelief…when she “died” the next day…

A day that irrevocably changed our lives forever.

But life goes on…

Our days are now “remembered” and “judged” by that date…

March 7th 2010…

The day forever etched in our brains…in our lives…in our hearts.

But life goes on…

Life goes on as usual…for most people…for most of our friends…except 3 friend’s families…who are “living the same life” as us.

We couldn’t wrap our minds around our life without her…

for 5 minutes…

for 5 days…

for 5 months…

 and certainly not for 5 years.

But life goes on…

You have to put it to the “side of your mind”…because you can’t live…with it always at the front of your mind…. YET, it never leaves…it is always there…it is so hard.

But in order to function… to not go crazy… to stay out of the “deep, dark pit”

and to live the rest of days on earth… we have to…

Because “life”, such as it is for us now, goes on.

Lauren…We Love you till the end of time…

A Beautiful Wedding

Elise Wedding January 3rd was the day…our beautiful niece Elise married the man she loved.  You know from another post that we call him Sam, Skeeter, Slinky, Spunky…basically any “S” name Bryan can think of at the moment…cause he is bad with names…but we like him or we wouldn’t call him anything at all…lol.

Elise was a stunning bride in a long gown of lovely lace that was custom-made by a long time family friend.  Stephen was a handsome groom in his charcoal grey suit and black tie.  You could see the love in his eyes when he saw her Dad walk her down the aisle of the church.  The ceremony showed their love, some laughter and was very moving.  A nice touch was the audience witnessing them having communion together, for the first time, as a newly married couple.  I half expected them to sing at some point, as they both have great voices and can play the guitar, but they didn’t.  It was probably too much pressure and I don’t blame them for that… decorating the church and reception hall, rehearsing it all, making sure the flowers, cakes, people and clothes are there and hoping everything goes smoothly is pressure enough.

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The reception hall was nicely decorated with a netting canopy of white lights sparkling overhead.  It was rustic chic with doilies, flowers, books, candles and pictures on the covered tables.  They had a fun dessert bar, punch, hot chocolate and of course a pretty and tasty wedding cake and a chocolate tux grooms cake.  There was a small dance floor that everyone enjoyed…and the Father/Daughter dance was so sweet.  I did really well until Elise’s Grandmother, her Mother’s Mom that they call Granny, and I sat for a moment after it was all over.  We had been cleaning up the reception hall and I sat to chat with her a minute.  She held my hand and said “I have thought about you all day and how hard this would be for you to watch…knowing you wouldn’t have this special time” and tears started to roll down her lovely face.  I cried then…to have her think about me was so unexpected and humbling…she is such a sweetheart.  I told her it was a little hard but I had done better than I thought I would…and how I loved Elise and Stephen and wanted them to have a beautiful and perfect wedding day.  I also said I know Lauren would have loved to have been here to have helped Elise plan her wedding.  She patted my hands….we dried our tears and we moved on.  (*I also know in my heart… Lauren would have loved Stephen as we all do…and would have wanted to be there for her “little cousin” Elise and watch their love story unfold.)

I wish for them a lifetime of love, happiness and laughter…

and a few babies…when they are ready for them.

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Mr. and Mrs. Stephen Andrew Matheny

Peace, Love, LAF

Sunday, November 16th, 2014 was a bitter, cold day in Nacogdoches, Texas… but that didn’t stop them… they bravely faced the cold journey ahead… ready to start running so they could get warm.  They had a purpose… a reason… and a goal. Some of the runners had different reasons for the race but they all had the same goal. Some of the reasons were… to challenge themselves… to get into better shape…to try a new sport… to finish the race.  Their common goal was to raise funds for LAF.

Our friend Ragin contacted us about 2 months before with an idea to raise funds for LAF.  There was a half marathon run scheduled for November in the Piney Woods of East Texas and he was gonna participate.  Ragin is from this ‘neck of the woods’ but has been living in the Hill Country for a while… and was eager to run back home.  Part of the race was to be run through the beautiful campus of SFA… and he thought of Lauren.  He wanted to invite friends to join him and raise funds for LAF.  Soooo… he gathered friends and they all gathered pledges… so much $$ per mile… or so much $$ for completing the race.  They worked together to name the team… Peace, Love, LAF and to design t-shirts for the race.  One ran the half marathon… that is 13.1 miles folks… and the others ran the 5K… 3.1 miles and that is a big feat for a new runner.  They donned their t-shirts and even had some of the other runners ask the meaning behind the shirt.  They also pointed to their shirts along they way to make sure the “official race photographer” got shots of their shirts.  And of course as they passed other runners and spectators along the route…they too saw the logo and website address for LAF.  In the days following the race we saw an increase in the number of visitors to our website.   I’m proud of all these friends…old and new…for enduring the cold, wet conditions that day… for finishing the race!!!… for raising funds for scholarships… for helping us spread the word about LAF.  Thank You Team Peace, Love, LAF you raised over $600.

Team Peace, Love, LAF  

Half Marathon: Ragin Cornelius

5K’ers: Cecilia Cornelius, Russell Harvey, Jordan Johnson, Keith Johnson, Kevin Lambing and Eddie Pepper  

Team Support:  Sean Dupre’ and Paula Korn

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Holidays are never the same

Holidays are never the same.

You never forget…

But they hit you harder.

You try to remember the good times…

eating “Uncle” Julie’s Christmas cookies till they make her sick…

the joy on her face at getting an Easter Basket while still in college…

handmade valentine cards written with love…

firework “shows” put on by her little Brother…

holding her candle sitting in the pew on Christmas Eve.

You can’t seem to get any of the Holiday Spirits back…

it’s just another day…

like all the rest…

another day without…

her smile…

her laughter…

her “poochie pregnant” belly hugs.

You put on a brave front and face the day…

like you do every day.

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