
Isn't he growing up? My!!

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Below--this is Kara (Adam's wife) with Maddyson. Kara's pregnant with number two--due in October, I believe. Now Kara makes being pregnant and mothering a toddler look easy and fun!
Maddyson is the spittin' image of her daddy, Adam. Need to dig up some photos of him from this age.
Maddyson's fake smile below!!
Below--this is Brian Vaughan--Aimee's husband. He's a policeman with Huntersville. He just recently got a canine police dog. Hmmm...for some reason I didn't get any shots of him. Must have been too dark by the time Brian let him out for a bit of exercise. He's so smart!
Below--in-laws and pals, Kara and Brian!
I guess the two tallest members of the family...Alan and Patrick (Mel's). Alan's got a few inches on Patrick but he may not have reached his peak yet as he's just 18. We'll see!
Below: All the men grandchildren. From left: Grant, Adam, Patrick and Alan. They're all first cousins. Man--what a handsome foursome!
I've got an old photo of the four of them, oh, 'bout ten years ago at a picnic up at Price Lake I need to dig up.....I remember that Alan and Adam were about Grant and Patrick's ages then and the little boys just thought their older cousins were just the best!
Below--Mel and Suzy.
Below--Patrick Hunter Johnson...going off to college this fall....hard to believe!!
so cute!!!
A fairly good pic of my father, Smith Richardson Hudson, taken about 1974 or so. He was the baby of eight children and was born February 12, 1933. So he'd be about 40 here. Daddy died so young--he was 54. It's taken me most of the last twenty years to come to a place of forgiveness for him (and him for me, posthumously, of course) and LOTS of introspection, examination, and analysis. Daddy had the disease of alcoholism and it affected every aspect of his life. It was an evolution, a coming together of several different forces at work in me--Al-Anon, family of origin work, a spiritual journey, journaling, maturing, finding compassion, understanding the disease concept of addictions, etc. for me to be able to say: my father was a good man with a bad disease. He never set out to be a bad father nor to hurt us in any way. Instead, he was gripped by his disease and it dominated every thing in his life.
Many years ago, at least ten, something unknown to me now, motivated me to do some work on forgiving my father and I composed a list of his qualities/attributes/assets. It was cathartic and a huge first step in the process that ultimately got me where I can think of him with fondness and not bitterness. He was kind and (overly) generous. He was a great story-teller and joke teller. He loved nature of all kinds but was also an avid hunter and fisherman. Loved sunsets. He was a gifted artist like his mother and late in his life did some good water colors. He was also a gifted dentist--there are still many a folk in Wilkes walking around with crown and bridge work my daddy did in the sixties! He had a very tender heart--I remember many times watching shows like The Waltons and Little House on the Prairie--gosh, even Bonanza and he and I both would be crying! He had SO much potential. Imagine taking four children--two of which were babies, packing up and moving to Chapel Hill and going for four years to dental school--what an accomplishment! And they had NO money, living like paupers but ironically Mama always said the Chapel Hill years were her happiest years. So he had drive, ambition, courage, tenacity and obviously smarts about him. Potential crushed by his disease. Daddy, blessedly, had three years of sobriety and my memories from those precious years, I cling to. It's the five years after that lead up to his death that haunt me. And the reason I had to do a lot of hard work spiritually to feel he'd forgiven me for treating him so miserably. I was so angry at him! I was sick--as sick as him and had no professional support at the time--just doing the only thing I knew to do--try to manipulate him into quitting drinking. I've forgiven myself and know he forgives me too. A good man. A good man with a bad disease. Simple.
Now we have Suzy's other future daughter-in-law, Kara Felise (now Kerley) making sure Carrie does this right and that Suzy gets a proper dose! OMG--this just cracks me up!!
I must have missed the actual taking the shot photo! But think she's taken it here, looks like anyway. That grimace!! That's Adam Johnson in the background.
OMG!!! If you know Suzy, you can just hear her coughing, sputtering, gagging and carrying on!!! And Carrie's expression!! I just can't help but just crack up laughing every time I look at this. She can barely get her breath here! She, I'm sure had NEVER taken a shot of alcohol in her life and had NO idea! Oh! How I love my sissy! There ain't nobody like her!
So here she is still in the throes of the alcohol burning and setting her on fire and high-five-ing with Brian (my niece Aimee's husband) Vaughan. This is just priceless!! Hey--family--let's do this again!!
Also--as a side note: Need to post some recent photos of Suzy. She's lost another person in weight! Yeah--you go Suzy!! She's off all her meds for diabetes, hypertension and high cholesterol and is able to exercise now.