The Gamo's

ALBUM: Erick Daniel's Album
TRACK: Sweet Embrace

Oh hey! I know I never post anymore, but Monday I promise I’m getting back at it. 

I feel like so much has happened, cause it really has.

Also, I hate rebloging but this is an exception.

This here is my brother, it brings me so much Joy to see God working in him. Listen, enjoy and be blessed. 

erickvdaniel:

Here’s a rough recording of a song I just finished. When I say rough I mean rough… Hope this encourages you my friend:)

-Erick Daniel

Here are the lyrics:

Come see, see what the Lord has done
See the Lamb, the Saviour who’s the risen Son
His arms open wide, come to His sweet embrace

Come taste, His mercies are new everyday
Love so free, it draws me to my knees, I crave
All He has, all he has for me

If love, is all you’ve ever wanted
If life, seems to hard to figure out
Then love, come a little closer
It’s now or never give it up
Come to His sweet embrace

Give up, give up the fighting pain
All the tears that never made you feel this way
The way His love has come, come into your heart
No fear, nothing in this world could take
All the joy, He offers you it’s yours to take
All He has, all He has for you

If love, is all you’ve ever wanted
If life, seems to hard to figure out
Then love, come a little closer
It’s now or never give it up
Come to His sweet embrace

His love, so free
His love, so free
His love, so free
His love, so free
It’s calling out to you
It’s screaming out your name

If love, is all you’ve ever wanted
If life, seems to hard to figure out
Then love, come a little closer
It’s now or never give it up, give it up
Come to His sweet embrace

(via erickvdaniel)

Oh hey!
Let’s just pretend it hasn’t been so long.
This was back at the beginning of November… An update or a real post, will eventually happen

I saw this post and laughed, cause it’s just the truth. We celebrate with a carnival, instead of going out with neighbors, because ” we don’t celebrate it” , but really we do! 

We all have our own convictions and I’m sure I would be shunned by some people, but…. I took my kids trick or treating and it was fun. 

Though we did go to a church carnival on Friday, not our church, another church that happened to have one on Friday. Ryan has school on Wednesday night, so he wasn’t going to be able to go out with us. 

Then Owen did, what only Owen can do. I had no plans to dress up. Though Owen had been dead set on Darth for months, so it was between an Ewok or Yoda for Emery and he kept insisting for me to be Princess Leia. 

I wasn’t going to do it! Then about an hour before he looked at me with the saddest face and said, “But Mommy, I thoughted you would be Princess Leia??? 

So I pulled it together the best I could and made my Son smile. 

Owen turned 4 on the 21st and he’s grown taller and smarter and sweeter since then, I swear it! I like you year 4.

We asked him what he wanted to do for his birthday and he said “Camping!! 

So we got a spot pretty local, took off as soon as Ryan was off work on Friday and a perfect weekend with just the four of us. He woke up to a tent full of balloons and presents and spent a good part of the morning just playing in the tent.

Due to a good amount of rain coming down.

We did some exploring for the rest of the day, in and out of the rain. Then we made dinner on the fire and decided to make our two night stay into a one night stay. Didn’t want to  take the chance of getting stuck in a down pour in the morning, when we were trying to pack up.

Kept it pretty simple. Sometime during the day Owen said, “What a nice birthday for me. I love my camping trip!” , so I’d say we did good.

Then the family came over for cake and ice cream on Sunday, a nice end to the weekend. 

My baby that made me a Mama is 4 now, my happy heart is sad. 

We’ve had Disney passes fro awhile now, it was fun, so fun! We were blessed to be able to have them and we will for sure miss it. 

It’s especially great this time of year, Halloween through Christmas is fun at the park and it not as crowded and you don’t have to wait in long lines in the heat.

But lets be honest, it’s also stressful. Trying to calm a cranky baby well trying to explain to Owen that it’s almost our turn while waiting in a 45 min line, is not really fun. The crowds of people can get annoying ( personal space, people. personal space), and just because you have a pass doesn’t mean your visit is “free”. Almost every time there we spent money on food, snacks, etc.. 

We decided not to renew this year. It was fun, were going to miss it. But our bank account will thank us.

Thanks Disney, it was fun. 

Do you know that Civil Wars song,                                                                   Poison and Wine?                                                                                            

I don’t know who they wrote it about or what.                                                    A bad relationship? or maybe there’s some underlying meaning.  I don’t know, but the first time I heard it, I thought of my Dad.                                                    It so much reminds me of him, of our relationship.

I don’t love you, but I always will….I love my Dad, but it’s frustrating love, it almost hurts to love him. Your hands can heal, your hands can bruise…. As much a I want him to be this great Father figure, who makes everything better, always knows what to say and do.                                                                                             He’s just not. He has caused the most pain and hurt, than anyone in my life.

So enough about this song already, but it’s funny sometimes the way God shows you things.

I found out about something the other day, right when I was thinking again. I need to just talk to my Dad, get it over with. Seems like every time I suddenly get the courage to do so, he does something that changes it. It hurts and I then I think, God, why were you just telling me to talk to him and then he goes and does this, I don’t want to talk to him now. 

But maybe that’s exactly why God allowed it to happen and maybe I was just pretending like I didn’t hear it. 

Out of all my siblings, I talk to him the least. I invite him to birthdays and I see him at family functions, but it’s minimal, its small talk, we don’t have a relationship. I said what I needed to say to him, told him how I felt, begged him to stop the life of lies, during the first year he left. So I stopped, kinda gave up, it got me no where and he never changed. It just hurt, so what was the point? This is the life he chose to live, as much as that hurts. Nothings going to change that but God and he may just continue to hurt me in the process. That shouldn’t change anything though. 

Jesus died for us and loved us and forgave us. All while He knew we would continually deny Him, we would hurt him, be unfaithful, yet He forgave us anyway. He was trying to show me, that yes my Dad hurt me and yes most likely he will still hurt me. But that shouldn’t matter. 

I was telling a friend that I feel like I don’t get forgiveness with my Dad, I feel like I have forgiven him and I want to move on and make things right. It’s just hard when it feels like he is constantly putting salt in my wounds. I want to heal, but he wont let me. I think it’s time to move on.

I was on my way to Disney with the boys today and that song came on. I was once again reminded of my Dad and then it just hit me. Or maybe more like God hit me over the head. He said that thing he did, the huge, hurtful, painful, awful thing. I know. I know what that feels like, I get it.  

I started crying a bit, my eyes were all watery and I had to look away from the guy at the parking gate. I know I’m rambling, this post is kind of a mess. I just felt like i needed to write this and now that it’s here, I have to do something about  it.

We camped Big Sur and fell in love once again.

We stayed the first night in a B&B and then headed down to our camp site. This was Owens 2nd time to Big sur and his 4th long trip, the kid does great on the road. Emery did good to, he slept almost the whole way there.

It was just one wonderful week.  The boys got dirty everyday, we played in the river, walked on secluded beaches, went on a few hikes, Ryan surfed, (there may have been a few shark sightings!) made s’mores’s, watched the stars, took lazy afternoon naps….

Were hoping to make this an annual trip, that place is just to amazing not to return.

This past weekend we had Emery all to ourselves. My in-laws have been wanting Owen to stay with them, so we let him stay the weekend with them. 

We didn’t do much of anything, but spend lots of time with our baby boy. We missed our O of course, but it was nice to get all that one on one time with Emery, something he’s not really use to. I’m pretty sure he liked it too, no one was stealing his toys and he had all our attention. Though he sure was excited to see his brother on Monday. 

Owen came home ridiculously spoiled, ( new toys and a trip to Legoland!) and with a few bad habits to break. No you can not stay up till midnight and wake up after 12 in the afternoon Owen! 

Now we all get to go away together. After months of project after project and lots of overtime, Ryan has been “forced” to take vacation time. So we are off to go camping in Big sur again, longer this time so we can enjoy it more. 

Owen has been asking for weeks, “are we going camping today? 

We can’t wait to go and I’m even more excited for the Westfalia to be ready so we can make these camping trips a more regular thing.

I’m the worst blogger ever. I should have posted a long thoughtful post with tons of pictures last Tuesday, his birthday. I should have also taken a thousand pictures on Saturday, his party and done a big post on that. 

But, I’m the worst blogger ever. 

Tuesday he woke up with a fever, not cool. It only lasted a few days though, thank God. Then Friday he got heat rash and he was teething. 

So he wasn’t the happiest baby at his party, but it was still a good day. It was hot and we didn’t find time to pick up the real camera once, but with good friends and family, it was a good day

A year goes by to fast, way to fast.

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Emery walks now, right at 11 1/2 months, just like his brother. 

That’s a pretty big deal in a babies life, like something you should remember. The moment they walk and are basically no longer a baby, now a toddler, basically an adult.

Ugh, the things it does to a mothers heart. To see your baby grow, excitement , sadness, so many emotions.