Missionaries/Birthdates

Sometimes I worry that my brain won't remember everything like it used to, so I'm recording some things here:

Kennedy Missionaries:

John (Argentina Buenos Aires South) 1985-1987
Mike (Arizona) 1988-1990
Jacob (New England) 1989-1991
Buddy (Jamaica Kingston) 1992-1994
Nate (Mexico Tampico) 1995-1997
Mary (Dominican Republic) 1998-1999
Beth (Thailand) 2001-2002

Ethan (Poland Warsaw) 2010-2012
Mark (Russia St. Petersburg) 2012-2014
Cody (Marshall Islands) 2015-2017
Kailee (Arizona) 2016-2017
Johannah (Ecuador Quito North) 2017-2018
Joe (Baltimore) 2017-2019
Ella (California Ventura) 2018-2019

Kennedy Order/Birthdates

1--John, September 18, 1966
2--Larisa, February 24, 1970
3--Ethan, January 25, 1991
4--Mark, June 10, 1993
5--Johannah, September 15, 1996
6-Gloria, October 2, 1999
7--Rebecca, October 3, 1989
8--Anneliese, October 27, 2015
9--Allison, August 24, 1993
10--Everett, March 13, 2018

Wedding Dates

John and Larisa--November 11, 1989
Ethan and Rebecca--December 28, 2013
Mark and Allison--January 20, 2018

Allison's Baptism--November 19, 2016

Comments

SURPRISE!!

When the pizza guy came to the door last night, here's what John saw: It took a few seconds for John to process who the pizza delivery man was, but when he did, he was incredibly happy (and couldn't stop saying "heeeeyyyyy....". It was Jared Moran, John's best friend. And me, I just knelt down, right then and there, and began repenting of all the lies that I have told over the last four months, hiding this most amazing surprise :-) I told Sarah the other day that I was glad to see the light at the end of the falsehood tunnel, because if I kept this up much longer, I was destined to end up in liars' hell... Jared ran the Air Force marathon with John last year. It was his first marathon, and from what he told us, his last. However, he called in June and said he was coming again, but I was supposed to keep it a surprise from John. I'm not sure what changed his mind, but we sure are glad he did. John hates runnings marathons alone, and ther...

Trail Run

Since Anna's blog is private (and inaccessible to most), I copied her post about her recent trail run. She wrote about it much more philosophically than I did, and I love it. I'm so grateful that I have a body that allows me to run. Running has proved to work wonders for my stress, and for my physical and mental well-being. I've evolved into a new "Anna" through running and training for races. This past weekend, I ran my first trail race. Going into it, I had NO idea what to expect. I actually thought it would be a nice path through a wooded tree area. Boy, I was WRONG! The trail included running through rivers, up and along such narrow pathways on the side of mountains, and through legit mud holes. It didn't help that I forgot to wear my Garmin GPS watch. Not only was I clueless to where I was running, I had no idea how far I had run and how much longer I needed go. The race became a total mental feat. I could hear myself breathing heavily. I cou...

A Quick Trip to Mackinac Island

Allow me a pity party for a paragraph. As much as John is earning buckets of money for us and for our retirement, his weekend calls have been infringing on our time together. Like I said, it's a complete pity party, because my logical mind reminds me that I should be happy he's making so much money, but my heart feels rather lonely at times as I reminisce about trips we have taken that we don't have time to take again. I love John. I don't need him around all the time, but I find that the best quality time with him is when he doesn't have other distractions like work, and call, and hospital credentialing. Anyway, I guess that was two paragraphs, and I don't need to take it any further than that, because I don't want the body of this blog post to be about me and my loneliness. I've been wanting to go to Mackinac Island for two years now (I can hardly even believe that it's been that long since I was there). With Lake Michigan getting colder and t...

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