Tuesday, November 18, 2008

One Year and Counting

It is hard to believe that Ben & I have been married for one year. Nov 17th marked one year. What a great day! On Saturday, Ben had planned a "suprise getaway." He made dinner reservations at The Robinhood Free Meeting House, where we got married. It was sooooo good, oh yea that's why we chose to have our wedding there. He then proceeded to take me to the honeymoon suite we stayed in the night of our wedding and then to Mae's Cafe & Bakery for a fabulous breakfast.

November 17th 2007- our wedding day. What a day. I remember it vividly and tears come to my eyes as I recall seeing Ben at the font of the chapel and feeling like I couldn’t get to him quick enough. We had a great evening. My only complaint is that it ended to early.


Chef Michael Gagne
Desserts @ our tasting
the chapel






Tasting with Tara



This past year has been full of changes. I am not talking little changes either. As we are reflected on our 1 year anniversary, here is the reality of the past year + 12 weeks.
As of last August 26th

8/26/07- got engaged

11/01/08- bought a house

11/17/07- Married (planned and executed a wedding 1 day shy of 12 weeks)

02/00/08 Learned that the state of Maine was low on funds and that my program would be cut.
06/30/08- said goodbye to Juvenile Risk Reduction Program and all my incredible employees

07/01/08 started a new position (still @ Spurwink)

08/09/08 determined this position was not going to work for me

08/26/08 resigned from Spurwink effective 09/26/08

09/26/08 last day at Spurwink

09/28/08 moved to Beverly, MA

10/01/08 started a new job

10/3/08 Casanova (my cat snuck out and never returned.)

11/02/08 Chance died. :(

11/17/08 ONE YEAR

Here I am today reviewing the year and wondering why I am processing a little slow? Research has shown that the top stressors in ones life consist of, marriage, moving, purchase of a home, change of job or job responsibilities. I qualify for each of the above and some more than once and multiple. I am grateful for all of my/our opportunities and I am excited to be on this adventure with Ben. Grateful for all of the opportunities I have had and the learning along the way.

Thursday, November 13, 2008


It's so exciting, we are about to celebrate ONE year of marriage. November 17, 2007 was our day big day. We have been reminiscing about the “just under 12 weeks” we had to plan our wedding, over the last few weeks in anticipation of our one year.

Love is a wonderful choice. When I said yes to Ben on August 26th I knew that neither of us were without fault and that our differences would bring us great joy, as well as, some great pain. The beauty is that without pain you can not really expereince true joy. As we celebrate our first year of marriage and I reflect on the year, indeed we have had times of pure bliss, and just as I anticipated some times where I thought, not this kind of pain, but overall, our first year has been one that I would do again.

August 26th 2007, the hottest day of the summer. We climbed a mountain and spent time hanging out before Benjamin wrote me a poem and asked me to marry him.

Here atop this mountain
We can see the lows and the highs
We can view the deepest valleys,
And admire the brightest skies.

The path of life will lead us
To mountains of great sights,
While the path will also take us,
To valleys of the darkest nights.

Yet follow the markings of His trail I will
Wherever they may lead
While listening for his voice alone,
Being the one that I shall heed.

Yet traveling His unknown path
Can prove difficult when all alone,
And so, he desires us to have a partner,
Where two shall cleave a home.

I know not where this trail calls me
Yet my helpmate I long you to be-
So, Miss Tracy Lynn Downing,
Will you marry me?

8/26/07

Thursday, November 6, 2008

A Child's Perspective


Wow- I have so many thoughts running through my mind and have. The loss of my Chance has been very difficult and added to those thoughts… stayed tuned, I will write.

I had recently written about my special niece, Hannah. The sisters are, all big little girls at heart when it comes to dolls and the plan was for the sisters to visit last weekend to attend the Grand Opening of The American Girl Store, in Natick, MA. The sisters came and indeed we went to the Grand Opening and did some shopping.

At the end of the day on Saturday we returned to my house and I asked Hannah if she wanted to say goodbye to Chance. She said goodbye Chance and patted her, she gave aunt Tracy big hugs and off she went

On Sunday morning my dad arrived with the pumpkin bread, that my sister made, and a drawing from Hannah. I learned later from a phone call with her that the picture was of Chance standing up under a table. She said, “I made Chance standing up under a table and small so you would be happy. If I made her lying down and big then you would be sad because it would be time for her to die.”

I had a follow up conversation with her mom and she reported this process began with Hannah’s American Girl doll (Cornis- as named by Hannah) after leaving my house.

Cornis- are we going back to Aunt Tracy’s to see Chance die.

Mommy (Hannah) no Corn we are not going back.

After dropping the auntie’s off Hannah began to dialogue with her mom about Chance. She explained to her mom that she was going to draw me a picture and that she could see it in her head. Sadly she cried about the reality

We miss her and appreciate the calls and cards offering comforting words. She was an AMAZING confidant.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Three Hard Days


Saturday, Chancie girl and her mom & dad

2 weeks ago at the park down the road. Isn't she a beautiful girl?

Chancie girl and her dad. A man's best friend for SURE!


On Friday I arrived home from work to be greeted by Ben saying , “we need to talk.” He explained that Chance was no longer able to walk and that we needed to make some decisions. We tried and tried to get her up to no avail. We both love her so much. She has been with me in some of the hardest times in my life licking my tears and making me laugh. She had my great grampa wrapped as he planned his days around her while I was here in Boston for grad school. She broke every rule my mother ever thought of. She holds meaning in relationships that have been difficult. There is something about loving me if you love my Chancy girl and heartache when you find her a bother.

Having to decide and plan her death was really difficult. Friday night was a rough night as she tried several times to get up. Saturday morning, we took her out on a blanket and laid the blanket on the grass and she was able to use her front legs and I put my hands under her and used my feet to push her back legs and she was able to go to the bathroom. Saturday she just laid around and spent the day with Ben and Saturday night we put her up on our bed for half of the night, but she couldn’t get comfortable and didn’t really sleep most of the night. She was clearly becoming more uncomfortable and we knew we had to make the call. Aunt Tanya made pumpkin bread (her absolute all time favorite food) for her and sent it down with my dad this morning. Daddy was planning a trip to see Tarsha in Western MA, with her friend Alison. Tarsha came over yesterday after we had a sister day and changed plans with Alison to have dad come to my house and they went with us to the vet.

We gave Chance bones and treats and even a donut hole, she sniffed but didn’t eat. When dad arrived with the pumpkin bread she ate it and looked for more. Thank you aunt Tanya for your love & support as we said goodbye to our girl.

We loaded her into the Explorer for her final R_I_D_E. She loved rides, so we always had to spell it. She was confused as to why papa was in the front seat and she was laying in the back seat with mom and Aunt Tarsha, thank you Aunt Tarsha for hanging out with us and loving on our girl and loving us in our grief.

As we arrived at the vet, my nephew Isaac called and wanted to say good bye to Chance. He said, goodbye Chance, I love you and I will see you in heaven. It was so sweet.

We took her in and spent the last few minutes with her, she was calm and loving on us. The veterinarian came in and took her for an IV line and brought her back. She buried her head between us and as they injected her she picked her head up and looked us right in the eyes before laying her head down on Ben.

It has been a difficult weekend to say the least. We are numb, sad and our humble home feels really big. She had a presence that will not soon be forgotten.

We love you Chance. Thank you for all the great memories.

Monday, October 27, 2008

Aunt Monday

Wow, it has been a long day today, and it is Monday. How fitting to dedicate this entry to my very special Hannah.

When Hannah was born, I worked from home. Tanya (her mom and my older sister) taught at a school less than ½ mile from my apartment. So when Tanya returned to school when Hannah was 3 months old I told Tanya I could keep her on Mondays. I would do paperwork, computer work, and phone calls. Well, Ms. Hannah was not big on Mondays. She cried and screamed and could only be soothed by holding her certain ways and bouncing. Monday after Monday after Monday we would hope for things to be different. After all Hannah loved me when she saw me on any other day of the week, needless to say the entire school year of Mondays were BAD! It became a joke after weeks with no relief and I became Aunt Monday.

Hannah Breanne Smith loved Aunt Monday on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays and that love has grown over these last 5 years.

We moved beyond Mondays, to sleepovers, telephone check ins, AND this past July we started horseback riding lessons together. She is a natural and I am so excited to watch her develop as a rider.

I miss you Hannah Breanne Smith. You are a very special little girl. No matter how long between times that I see you, know that I love you to the moon and back. I can’t wait to hug you tight and spend some QT with you. Uncle Ben loves you too!

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Sisterhood in Massachusetts



Tomorrow will be 4 weeks that we have been living in Massachusetts. We are very happy, we love it here.

I miss my niece and nephews like crazy. I hear my little Hannah girls voice in my head sometimes saying, “I love you Aunt Tracy, where is Uncle Ben?” She stole a place in my heart back in the days of aunt Monday and not seeing her in a month has been tough! Stay tuned I will write about aunt Monday in a future blog.

What has been great is a little piece of sisterhood in Massachusetts. Tarsha lives about 60 miles west of me in Boylston, MA. So far we have had sleepovers followed by visitors and shopping trips. Last night Tarsh came over and just laid low with her favorite brother by law and big sister Tracy. We slept in, oh so nice, to awake and drink wild berry tea, hang out and wake up slowly, before announcing to Ben that we were off to do some shopping! The truth of the matter is that I really needed some warm clothes and a few other necessities!

We had fun and tired ourselves out. We came home and Tarsha took a nap while I modeled my new clothes for Ben, who loved them and didn’t even mind the price tags. We concluded our day with sushi and Riesling. Fun, fun fun!

Of course we miss the other three sisters and talk about the fun they would have if only they could find time in their busy schedules to make it to Beverly for 24 hours!

Thanks Tarsh for a lovely day. Love to all my sisters!

Friday, October 24, 2008

The MANNERS Queen

For those of you who know me, and for those of you who love me, know that I don't mess around and I don't go away when I have an expectation.

On any given day, my nephew Isaac can be making bad choices and the last person in the world he wants to see is Aunt Tracy. However, when he is making good choices he makes note that Aunt Tracy would be sooo proud.



In three weeks time I have earned a definite reputation with the girls I work with. I have sarted sitting with them while they eat their dinner and on Tuesday night, I was officially neamed the manners queen. I proudly accepted the compliment and joined them for dinner to offer support and reminders. Upon arriving at the twins swimming lessons the next day, I saw this little smiling face sticking out of the water, and I heard please and thank you Tracy.

As we were drying off and dressing in a very small space after lessons I overheard a conversation (whispering) between one of the twins and a friend warning her that Tracy really likes manners. The friend asked what is her name again? Her name is Tracy! (friend) Tracy is really nice, I like her her. Response, yes Tracy is very nice! So much for whispering.

I am enjoying my new role and the time I spend with the children.

Manners, Manners, Manners and I won't go away!

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Ben's office/ guest room and our room



ok, so Ben took the pictures while I was at work. The pillows are killing me, but I am grateful to finally have pics, so I will live with the details not being what I would like.

Our living spaces

middle living room and Chance taking a nap.



TV room
kitchen and dining room

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Good Times

So much to share….

Last weekend my mother and my sister Tarsha spent Saturday with Ben and I. Last night Ben’s mother, Robyn and Roger spent the night and today with us. We gave all of them the tour of our community and places that we will be spending a majority of our time. Well, Prides Crossing Candy, not a place we will be spending lots of time, but definitely a local hit and a must see, smell and sample place. After all I drive by it everyday on my way to work. It is an old train station turned candy shop! YUMMY!!!!!!

Gordon Conwell Theological Seminary (GCTS) after all it is what brought us to the North Shore. GCTS is a beautiful campus and a peaceful place. “Up on the hill” is where Ben will be spending the next three years.

For my mother and sister, we gave the tour and enjoyed a visit with Ben before I lovingly brought him home and invited him to join us in a couple of hours for dinner. We were off to the North Shore Mall. There is something about a shadow that appears to be unhappy (a posture that gives a non verbal message of; this is killing me with words that say I’m fine) that provides great clarity to me, that leaving my husband behind to shop is perfectly fine! He did happily join us for dinner at the Cheesecake Factory where we all enjoyed our meals. Mom and Tarsha thought they were real rule breakers eating brownie something something cheesecake before their dinner arrived.

This weekend we had Robyn and Roger and once again we did the tour, including Prides Crossing Candy. We did go shopping, however, they wanted to go to the Air Force Base and see all the specialty items and treasures found at Hanscom Air Force Base. I can relate. I thoroughly enjoy going to the base with Ben. Perhaps it is because it helps me to experience a small sliver of what life was like for him. After gathering lots of German treats and other misc items we returned home and enjoyed gourmet pizza before saying good bye.

For me it is about sharing all that living in Beverly is for us, all the sights and sounds that make living here an adventure everyday. It is very comforting for me to show our loved ones where we live and what we are doing. Perhaps it is the visual side of me that makes it feel more like people can really relate when you tell them about your day. Having the ability to visualize Ben on campus and in class or me driving to work and having a visual of the places we may frequent. It is an additionally pleasure for me to host, I enjoy hosting.

Stay tuned, I do have pictures of my apartment and I will upload them this week

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Goodbye Casanova


It will be two weeks on Friday that my Casanova went off into the dark night, in the big city. AGGH.....I miss him. I can't believe I loved a cat, but I did. I lay in bed at night and wonder if it is better to hope that he is with another family or if he died on Rt. 128 South on his way back to Maine. (yes 128S, you have to go south to go north to Maine)

I had the pleasure of having him for 3 ½ years, when he was a kitten and lived with me in my apartment he was like my lap dog and went everyplace with me. He loved the car. He was fiesty for the first couple of years, but loving and full of delight this past year and a half. The night he left he had come to my room and done his little love head butting routine to get rubbed and loved. He was the most loving and social cat I ever knew. Being the firm believer that I am in grief recovery, I must begin the action steps...... There will be no replacing, there will be no time will make it easier, no crying alone, I know the inevitable and that is, it is time to say goodbye. Goodbye Casanova, you were a good cat and I will miss you!

Monday, October 13, 2008

TIME

Here we are in Beverly, MA two weeks yesterday. We are so excited to be here and excited in anticiaption of the adventures to come. We moved here in the rain, POURING rain that is. My last day at Spurwink was Friday the 26th of September. I had my exit interview with Roy at the Saco office. I drove home in the pouring rain, crying and reviewing my last 3+ years. I miss the wonderful people at Spurwink and just like any relationship, there is a piece of me there. So back to moving. I arrived home to find Ben, my wonderful red headed brother by law, and his friend Kapan packing the U-haul in the rain. We got pizza and my dad, uncle Mike, and Rob, another terrific brother by law, arrived to help with the packing. On Saturday we had a wedding in Belfast, so the move was on Sunday. We packed up the last of the U haul, my car, Ben's truck, and the back of Rob's car as the rain came down. Because it rained we were blessed with the help of John, my dad's very best friend. We picked John up in Westbrook and continued on our way. My back seat had a kitty cage for Casanova & Shady along with a bunch of odds and ends that didn't find a home over the course of packing. The blessings continued with more help, when we met up with Robyn and Roger. (Ben's mother and boyfriend) in NH. Then we were on our way for the last 30+ miles to what we now call home. That's not all, my wonderful friend Melody and sister Tarsha arrived to help with unpacking. They did a great job unpacking my kitchen and finding a home for spices, pots and pans and longaberger pottery. We were so blessed with love & support. Growing up in my home we did everything FAST. One of the beautiful and frustrating differences between Ben & I is our approch to life. I didn't think to tell Ben that when the uhaul backed in and the unpacking began, rain or no rain that there would be one pace and one pace only until it was EMPTY! It's been the way of life for me, but not for everyone. Combine my dad with his brother, my uncle Mike, with Rob who is just a nice guy and will go with the flow, I mean after all he is married to my sister Trina. He better go with the flow. John was a nice balance to the two brothers but there is no stopping them. While they scurried to unpack the uhaul, Robyn was in the kitchen "getting together" our lunch and Roger was helping her, while putting doors back on hingers that were taken off, helping to put bed frames together and give a helping hand on the uhaul. The uhual, the contents of our home, was unpacked in record time, just over an hour and then uncle Mike insisted that the uhaul be returned to Salem right away. So off Ben, Rob & uncle Mike went to Salem. I entered the kitchen and my mother in law, who just had her hip replaced, had prepared this UNBELIEVABLE spread. Now Ben told me his mom offered to make lunch and reassured me that she couldn't outdo herself because she had just had her hip replaced. Well, she more than out did herself! She made an AMAZING meat lasagna, shrimp fettuccini, salad, sauted sauage, bread, pumkim bread, peanut butter and chocolate chip cookies, and more! We had a great visit, filling our bellies and chatting about Beverly, teasing my dad about peeing in the bushes off the highway. He called me in NH and asked if we wanted to stop in Kennebunk to use the restrooms. I notified him we had passed the rest stop and in fact we were in NH, that the uhaul with uncle Mike and John was ahead of us now. The rain had stopped, everyone made it to 356 Cabot St. and the uhaul was unpacked, our bellies were stuffed and it was time for the people from Maine to return home. Time to say goodbye to my dad. :( The tears just flowed and I said goodbye to my dad who has been so good to Ben and I, who we love and appreciate. For the first time, I said goodbye to my dad and into the comfort of my husbands arms. What a difference saying goodbye makes when you have someone to share the tears with. We packed up the remaining food and said goodbye to Robyn and Roger, grateful for the kindness, generousity and hospitality. Tarsha and Melody worked on the kitchen, Ben unpacked his office and I made sense of what would go where. With the kichen unpacked Melody left and Tarsha joined me and offered perspective on all the boxes. We made a ton of progress. By Tuesday night our home was unpacked for the most part, we had been to the commissary to replenish the fridge and freezer and to IKEA to buy a couch and 2 chairs and had it all set up. You guessed it........ It was the fastest settling in for Ben of his multiple moves.