Lacy Annette.....Saturday's Child

".....Saturday's child works hard for a living."




This page will probably be the most difficult of all the pages to write. Lacy lived with her father from about fourth grade until she was married. While I saw her fairly regular during her elementary and jr. high years, her high school years found her busy on the weekends with friends and activities, and I didn't see her as much as I would have liked. We tried to stay in touch by phone, but for a time I had to go through "a wicked stepmother" to get to her and this was difficult and emotionally draining! After the wicked stepmother was no longer in the picture, Lacy felt free to rebuild the relationship with her family and began to be with us on a regular basis. Although I am forever thankful to have my daughter back, I realize we can never make up for the experiences, and precious time we lost. She is and will always be a very special part of our family.






Lacy was a very adventurous little girl. She was always making up some concoction of mud and water, or mud and perfume, or grass and rocks. We always said she would be our scientist, and although she isn't a scientist, she is very interested in the field of science.

She was the first and only one of my children to cut their own hair, and went around for weeks with literally no bangs. In kindergarten her teacher sent home a manila envelope with a long strand of Lacy's hair inside. The note on the envelope simply said "...Lacy cut her hair today".




She did well in school, despite the fact that I never saw her crack a book. She seemed to be able to walk through the classroom and absorb what was being taught. Like all my children she is an avid reader and especially likes Steven King and Dean Koontz.






I think it was around seventh or eighth grade when Lacy (and I) discovered her psychic abilities.

It was while Lacy lived with her Dad, and she had come to visit for the weekend. We had just settled into a house we had recently rented and it was her first time to visit since the move. This was a three story victorian farmhouse, painted sky blue with white gingerbread trim. We loved it.

Lacy became nervous and edgy soon after arriving. By night time, she asked to go back to her dad's. I was surprised. We'd had a good day and there was no obvious reason for her to want to leave. After that, every time I called to arrange a visit, she had some excuse why she couldn't come. I was puzzled.

After this happened several times, I called and asked Lacy what the problem was. She then told me that she had felt a "presence" in the house that had made her feel very uncomfortable. This did and did not surprise me. My own Mother had made the statement several times in my childhood when we visited certain homes. I knew the sense of clairvoyance was passed generation to generation.

Upon further investigation, we learned that the house was a difficult house to rent. The landlord said that many of the renters, including the ones just before us, had suddenly packed up and moved. His own wife would not live in the house when he purchased it, and had told him she was leaving with or without him. That was why the house was rental property.
Later we discovered the sign of the cross in a greasy substance over every doorway. The house had been exorcised.

We lived in the house about a year longer. There was a sense of relief to leave the house behind us as I felt there truly must be something there.





Lacy's high school years she excelled in volleyball. She was watched by scouts from various colleges and was awarded several small scholarships to different schools. She also was chosen to go to Girl's State, an academic award given to student's who had interests and potential in government. She lived a week in a "state" where there was a mock government yet to be established. In the week, the student's there created a government much in the same way as real lawmakers do. Lacy filibustered to the clock against an issue she felt was important... freedom of choice in abortion issues.

Lacy's knees began to swell and led to an appointment with an orthopedist. Her volleyball days came to an end when the years of diving for balls on hard floors finally caught up with her. Despite my offer to buy her knee pads, she'd said they hampered her ablity to move around like she wanted to, and wouldn't wear them. She was disappointed but never looked back. She always took things in stride, and moved on.






Lacy met Brian while I was pregnant with Andrew, the baby. We liked him right away although at first he was very shy around us. Les, who loves practical jokes,broke the ice really fast with Brian by commenting that his shoes were ugly! Despite being embarassing for Lacy, this put him at ease with our "crowd" right away.

They continued to date, and when Andrew was eleven months old, Brian and Lacy were married in a beautiful outdoor ceremony at Brian's parent's home. We had gained another son, and Brian was welcomed into our famiy.






It is now almost two years later, and Brian and Lacy are doing well. They are expecting their first child around the twenty-eighth of September, 1999. They are excited and scared too. They will make wonderful parents!

With Lacy back, the family is now complete again. We are closer than ever before as we all await the newest addition to our family.

Welcome home Lacy, I love you, Momma




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