tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34038446513759397842024-03-21T05:42:29.054-07:00Remembering Curt ZiemkeOur journey of faith, hope, and loveSteve Galliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04281867173866063735noreply@blogger.comBlogger170125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-11314841737157865622013-12-24T17:00:00.000-08:002013-12-27T17:35:32.278-08:00Merry Christmas!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-38780363804461522732013-11-26T21:57:00.000-08:002013-12-04T22:36:19.722-08:00Remembering Curt<br />
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This past weekend Curt's friends gathered in the desert. Our time was full of stories, memories, tears and laughter all revolving around Curt. Here's a glimpse...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Paul Popp designed this memorial for Curt, planned the weekend and gave the following speech. Paul's speech was followed by a tequila toast from everyone to Curt's memory and then the release of lanterns into the sky. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"> </span><i><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">When I think of Curt, just one more always comes to mind.</span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Just one more. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We all wish Curt had “Just one more”.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was something you heard often when you were with Curt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His zeal (zest) for life was evident in all the “just one more’s”, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just one more drink, just one more ride, just one more log on the fire, just one more hug. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">This wasn’t because he was dying; it was because he was LIVING.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This saying wasn’t new to Curt; it was how he lived his life. There’s no time like the present to ring everything out of your time on earth. By having just one more, Curt made sure he spent all the time he could with friends, with family, or just doing things he loved.</span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Curt loved this desert.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So I think it appropriate that his presence be felt here.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Clarissa, Cayden, and Corbin all shared Curt’s love of riding and being in the desert, so I believe this will give them a destination.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just like their Father set them upon their individual paths in life hopefully this will be a trail they can use when times get rough and they need a little solace.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All who come to this memorial, that too many riders now call home, will know another rider has joined God and now starts his rides from this hallowed ground.</span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Just one more” is something that we all here wish we could have with Curt. And for every person here, that One More Thing will be different. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s that one thing that you will see, hear, smell, feel, or experience that will trigger a memory of Curt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We all have many of those “Just one more” memories.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></i><i><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Just one more: Long conversation, Kiss, Hug, Smile, Laugh, Story, Turn of the wrench, Mile.</span></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">T</span><i><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">oday we welcome Curt to his desert home with a toast.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Here’s to you because of me”.</span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">We have had our time to mourn, our time to grieve.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Now we must let go and be thankful for the time we had Curt with us.</span></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. 2 Timothy 4:7</span></span></div>
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-71023663720056824342013-11-22T13:18:00.000-08:002013-11-22T13:18:48.552-08:00365 Days<br />
Dear Friends & Family, <br />
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Like many of you, not a day goes by without thoughts of Curt. He touched so many lives; whether you met him once or were a close friend, I am sure he somehow made an impact on you. <br />
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This is a video of Curt's Memorial Service which was held on December 1, 2012. I hope you enjoy watching it and remembering what an amazing person Curt was. <br />
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We are excited to remember and honor Curt in the desert this weekend with many of his friends. Our family appreciates your thoughts and prayers over the past few years and especially this Saturday on the one year anniversary of his passing. <br />
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Love, <br />
Cindy, Clarissa, Cayden & Corbin<br />
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<br />Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-78395916120792310022013-10-16T21:20:00.001-07:002013-11-26T21:16:09.058-08:00Curt in the Desert<br />
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Whether riding handlebar to handlebar with one of his friends, sitting around the campfire at night or teaching the kids his amazing riding skills; the desert was one of Curt's favorite places. He loved the warm days, cold nights, clear skies and most of all the smell of the fresh desert air. Before he passed away he told me he would like to have some of his ashes spread in the desert. <br />
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We will do just that on November 23rd in the Mojave Desert. Some of Curt's friends have designed a memorial of some sort (they are keeping it a surprise from me) which will be dedicated and placed at the Husky Monument. If you would like to join us for the weekend or the day, please email me directly at <a href="mailto:ziemkefamily@msn.com">ziemkefamily@msn.com</a> for details. We have already heard from many people and are excited to gather together to remember and memorialize Curt. For those who can't make it, we know you love Curt and our thoughts will all be in the same place that day. <br />
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If you would like to order t-shirts including a long sleeve option please email Lynn at <a href="mailto:ofindley@sbcglobal.net">ofindley@sbcglobal.net</a> <span style="color: red;">no later than November 6th</span>. They are $7.00 for short sleeve and $10.00 for long sleeve and $1.50 extra for 2x or larger. You are welcome to order whether or not you will be joining us!<br />
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We love all our friends and I thank God everyday for bringing such wonderful people into our lives. <br />
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Love, <br />
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<br />Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-10660545165407525762013-09-15T16:05:00.000-07:002013-09-15T16:05:27.082-07:00Save the Date!<br />
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Dear Friends, <br />
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November 23, 2013 will be 1 year since Curt passed away. We would love for you to join us in honoring his memory that weekend. Bring your friends, family, motorcycles, jeeps, trailers, campers, motorhomes or whatever you have and join us in the desert near Ridgecrest, Ca. This is one of Curt's favorite places! On Saturday, we will ride or drive to the Husky Monument and honor Curt. We hope you can make it! Exact location and details to follow. <br />
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Meanwhile, please know that our family cherishes all of you and we thank you for being so supportive and thoughtful! <br />
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Love, <br />
CindyCindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-23142944674275814012013-06-17T21:49:00.001-07:002013-06-17T21:58:51.118-07:00Team CZ<br />
Dear Friends, <br />
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Many years ago, Curt dubbed our family - Team CZ. At the time, I had no idea how important that term would become to our family. The definition of team (as a verb) is: <em>come together as a team to achieve a common goal</em>. And that’s exactly what our family has done! <br />
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Our family has weathered many storms over the years, but none like the three years we spent together as Curt was dying. Although I would take Curt back in a heartbeat, what we went through made our family that much stronger. I love that Curt and I were gifted with amazing communication which lives on through the kids. Clarissa and I have been finishing each others thoughts and words lately, just like Curt and I did. Cayden and Corbin have no problem sharing their thoughts and feelings. We are all on the same page and it has never been better. We are truly Team CZ. <br />
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We have had a lot of occasions lately where Curt was truly missing; graduation, Father’s Day, Sports Award Ceremony, etc. The kids and I were able to talk about these occasions before, during and after, which allowed us meet them head on and make the most of these days. <br />
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There is not a day that goes by that we don’t miss Curt or talk about Curt. He is everywhere. Mostly he is reflected in our kids as they live their lives graciously and fully as Curt did himself and would have wanted them to do. <br />
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We appreciate all your cards, calls, texts and emails of support during the past few weeks. It is encouraging and uplifting to know that you all are still praying and caring. We love you all!<br />
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Love, <br />
Cindy for Team CZ<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">On our way to celebrate our 25th Wedding Anniversary with George, Jim, Ray & Steve-O. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">We all enjoyed our favorite high school hangout - Lamppost Pizza in Rolling Hills.</span><br />
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-45027267229758946702013-06-12T21:49:00.000-07:002013-06-12T21:54:26.950-07:00June Gloom<br />
Dear Friends, <br />
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If you live in Southern California, you know about June gloom. If you are not familiar with the term, <em>June Gloom</em>, it describes our weather pattern in June which results in cool, cloudy mornings and progresses into sunny warm afternoons. Emotions sometimes follow the pattern of June gloom. We all have those mornings where things are just not right; they start off cloudy, sad or unsettled and then turn into happy and carefree afternoons. <br />
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As we transition into new routines - Cayden prepares to graduate high school tomorrow evening, Corbin is in his last week of school and Clarissa has begun working - we are all experiencing different emotions. Add to that Father’s Day (our first without Curt) this coming Sunday, and you can say June gloom is in full swing in our family. <br />
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Thankfully, we are able to communicate openly and honestly as a family about our feelings, emotions and expectations. I am so thankful for our kids who are so mature and devoted to keeping our family functioning despite the huge hole in our lives. We talk about Curt (Daddy) almost daily, yet we are able to move ahead and go through our days and plan for the future. Curt was an amazing Dad, and it is so cool to see him live on through the kids. Being with the kids is like being with Curt. Thank you God!<br />
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Once again I want to thank all our wonderful friends and my mom and dad. We are so lucky to have such an amazing group surrounding us, praying with us and walking beside us throughout this journey. Thank you for helping to relieve the “gloom” and brighten our days. We love and appreciate all of you! <br />
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Love, <br />
Cindy<br />
<br />Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-38648201838564958902013-06-04T17:22:00.000-07:002013-06-04T17:22:26.104-07:0025 Years<u><span style="color: #0066cc;"></span></u><br />
Dear Friends & Family, <br />
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Safety, security, strength, encouragement and validation are some of the things I miss about being married. More than anything, I miss the sparkle in his eye whenever he would look at me. Today would have been 25 years. They say when you are married you become "as one." I knew that was true when we began finishing each other's sentences and thinking the same thoughts. I wouldn't trade a day of our life together for anything!<br />
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Miss you and love you forever, Curtis Mitchell!<br />
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Love, <br />
Cindy<br />
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-73237320146553729462013-04-23T19:35:00.000-07:002013-11-26T21:17:26.605-08:00Holes<strike></strike><br />
Dear Friends & Family, <br />
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Tragically, while sleeping in his bed, a Florida man was swallowed by a sinkhole last month. He had no warning, no time to run, no time to say goodbye to his family; the earth just opened up and swallowed him. They never found his body. I can’t say that I can relate, but I kinda can. <br />
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It has been 5 months since Curt passed away. These months have been filled with ups and downs, changes and adjustments. December was full of trips and busyness, while January and February were dedicated to remodeling our house, as Curt and I had planned. There was a lull in March - not much going on. As the sinkhole incident was happening in Florida I was well aware of a sinkhole that has been next to me for some time. The hole follows me, always trying to get my attention and waiting for me to fall in. There are times I want to jump in and be swallowed up, there are days I fight to keep the edges from caving in and consuming me but then there are days I feel unthreatened by the lurking sink hole, as if I could fly over it if I needed to. <br />
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There is another hole that has been with me since the day he passed. The hole is located in my heart. It hurts almost constantly. If by chance it is not hurting, it only takes a memory, a sound, a smell or his resemblance in my children’s faces to make it begin hurting again. <br />
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So I carry one hole with me each day, and I dodge the other hole that is trying to swallow me. I am lucky to have amazing friends who check in on me and fill my calendar with activities and trips and I’m blessed to have my kids whose laughter warms my heart and eases the pain. I am so lucky to have amazing people around me, people who share my journey and support me and the kids. My parents have been amazing with their support for the kids and me. Even though they are sad and missing Curt, they put that aside to encourage us in whatever our plans may be. They are with us through the sad times and the happy and help us plan fun trips and activities. The kids and I count on my parents for solid advice, help around the house and family traditions. <br />
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I spend a lot of time counting my blessings and giving thanks. I take time to feel the warm sunshine (as Curt would), and I pray continually. With God all things are possible. Matthew 19:26<br />
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The love I see each day in my children is what keeps me going. They are each so smart, strong, lovable and fun. Looking at them is like looking at Curt. Being with them is like having a piece of Curt with me. They are each so much like him, I feel he is with me through them. I tell them when they act like their dad or express themselves like him. I am glad we can communicate openly and talk about Curt at any time. <br />
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Thank you God and thank you friends for making it possible to continue on. Thank you for the past with Curt, the present with family and friends and the future full of possibilities. <br />
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Love,<br />
Cindy<br />
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<br />Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-72700797750160538492013-04-17T17:25:00.001-07:002013-04-18T10:20:03.969-07:00CZ Cares - The Evert Family<br />
Dear Friends & Family, <br />
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The journey our family endured would have been pointless if it does not help others. Curt was all about doing what he could for people both when he was healthy AND when he was sick. After he passed, in lieu of flowers, we chose to have people donate to the Muscular Dystrophy Association, The American Motorcyclist Association or to CZ Cares (to help other families with ALS). Curt was very much a part of choosing these alternatives. Our friends and family donated $2,300 to CZ Cares. <br />
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Throughout our journey I have met, corresponded and talked to many people affected by ALS. Their stories are each unique and filled with strength, courage and heroism. One family I have come to love is the Evert Family from Loveland, Colorado. Dan Evert was diagnosed with ALS in May of 2010 at the age of 45. He has been married to Janelle for 21 years and has a daughter Leslie (15) and a son Devon (11). They lived and met in Oakhurst, CA, the birthplace of The Pizza Factory (my favoite pizza place and theirs too!), before moving to Loveland. Dan was recently forced to retire from the Embassy Suites Hotel as Chief Engineer. He was dedicated to his 8-12 hour a day job which required him to walk 2-6 miles around the property. His boss bought him a scooter when he began having difficulty walking. He also had problems working with tools, climbing ladders and lifting. They are currently in the process of remodeling their home to make it more accessible for Dan. <br />
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In May, Dan and Janelle will be traveling to Washington DC to be part of the ALSA advocacy conference and summit to help try and get more research funding from the government to continue to try and find a cure for this disease. They will be carrying Curt's photo with them. They are also thinking about planning a road trip with the kids to see Mt. Rushmore this summer.<br />
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After hearing about all they are doing; their house, their advocacy and a proposed family vacation, I knew Curt would want to help them as much as I do. So I added to the CZ Cares fund and sent The Evert Family a check for $3,000 to help make their life a bit easier and assure them that they can take that family vacation! Thanks to all of you who donated to CZ Cares!<br />
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Please join me in praying for this special family. They are truly good, hard working and fun loving people. If you would like to offer support or words of encouragement to Dan or the family, their email address is: <a href="mailto:theeverts@hotmail.com">theeverts@hotmail.com</a>. <br />
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Love, <br />
Cindy<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">October 2010</span></td></tr>
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-33484470555767530862013-04-08T13:37:00.000-07:002013-04-08T14:03:46.975-07:00Russell Dennick<br />
Dear Friends & Family,<br />
<br />
<em><strong>What we have done for ourselves alone dies with us; what we have done for others remains.</strong></em><br />
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Curt & I met Russell and Kristina in February of 2011. Russell had been diagnosed with ALS in October of 2008, one year before Curt. They came to our house for drinks and appetizers. Curt was in a wheelchair, Russell was barely able to walk to the backyard. Curt held his own beer glass, Russell couldn't use his arms at all. Curt's speech was slow and slurred, Russell's was normal. That's how the night went; comparing strengths and weaknesses, struggles and surrenders. While the guys talked and laughed about their lives, Kristina and I kept busy with straws, jackets, refills and whatever else our men needed. She and I had met before and would meet often after this evening, without the men, to discuss our own struggles with caring for our dying husbands. <br />
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Russell and Kristina joined us again in May of 2011 for dinner. By this time, Curt could not use his arms at all and Russell could not walk. So with both men in wheelchairs and unable to feed themselves, they sat in the backyard on a warm evening being fed spaghetti by Kristina and I. The guys were comfortable together. Talking and relating to all they faced each day. They understood each other like no one else could. We left them alone for awhile so they could talk openly and honestly. After they left that night, Curt said he really, really enjoyed visiting with Russell and felt they understood each other so well.<br />
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Russell, Kristina and their son Mitchell (6) moved to Oregon that summer. Although Kristina and I kept in touch, there was no way for our men to communicate. Before ALS he was a tall, strong man, a hands-on father and a loving husband. The disease took its toll on him, as it did Curt, ending his life as he struggled for each breath. Kristina and his parents were with him as he passed away 10 days ago, March 28, 2013; 4.5 years after being diagnosed and a week after turning 50. <br />
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Kristina and I know that our husbands are no longer suffering. We are thankful for our friendship and communicate often as we try to find our new place in this world. Please pray for Kristina and Mitchell and their friends and family.<br />
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Love, <br />
Cindy<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">May 2011</span></td></tr>
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-81448099268948770622013-02-18T16:16:00.000-08:002013-02-18T16:16:36.089-08:00Remembering Curt on His Birthday<br />
Dear Friends & Family, <br />
<br />
If you know me, you know I love to celebrate birthdays! Honoring people on their special day is a great way to say how much they mean to me and to the world. Buying gifts for people brings me joy. Celebrating with friends is always fun and a great reason to get together. <br />
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Today is Curt's birthday. He would have been 47. We would have been celebrating. We would have had birthday parties, dinners and special plans for the next week or two. The kids would have thought of special ways to honor their Dad. It would be a time of celebration. <br />
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Today it is just a day of emptiness; as it has been for the last three months. Empty heart, aching stomach, tears falling at any given moment. I will remember his past birthdays, our friendships and the sparkle in his eye, as my heart aches for his presence. <br />
<br />
Love, <br />
Cindy<br />
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Thank you all for the sweet texts today!<br />
<br />
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<br />Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-60241640295009957972013-02-02T09:37:00.002-08:002013-02-02T09:43:53.500-08:00"Even Now" by Tom Kell<br />
Many of you have asked for the lyrics to the touching song, "Even Now", that Tom Kell wrote for, and sang at, Curt's memorial service...so here they are. I am hoping to post the video of Curt's service soon, so that way you will also get to hear it. Click on the song sheet image below to zoom in.<br />
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Cayden did a fantastic job putting together this wonderful video that we played during Curt's Memorial Service. This is the way we want to remember our Curt: walking, talking, riding, laughing, sharing, giving, loving...and here with us! <br />
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-22964310137303888942012-12-24T23:30:00.000-08:002012-12-24T23:30:01.375-08:00Merry Christmas!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-48512101181028964712012-12-18T22:48:00.000-08:002012-12-19T11:15:46.164-08:00Where Are You Christmas?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Dear Friends & Family, <br />
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As the song “Where Are You Christmas”, made popular by Faith Hill for the movie<em> How The Grinch Stole Christmas</em>, plays on the radio, I rephrase the words in my head to “Where Are You Curtis?” Curt and Christmas melt together in one big package. He was the elf of our family. He hung the Christmas lights and did most of the shopping and decorating each year. He was the first one up Christmas morning, with a fire in the fireplace and music on the stereo and full of excitement like a little boy. <br />
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<em><strong>Where are you Christmas<br />Why can't I find you<br />Why have you gone away<br />Where is the laughter<br />You used to bring me<br />Why can't I hear music play</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>My world is changing<br />I'm rearranging<br />Does that mean Christmas changes too?</strong></em></div>
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Sadly, our house is not decorated, our lights are not hung and shopping is not on the to-do list (outside of the kids). I hear music playing in the stores, but it stirs nothing inside me. I see decorated houses and Christmas trees and still nothing. Curt is Christmas: He was the light of our family, our protector and inspiration. I know in time, things will get easier, but for now, this is where we are. <br />
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That may help answer the question many of you have been asking me: “How are you doing?” My first response is that there is a big hole in our lives. Curt was our everything. Now, everywhere we look, he is there, but not. If that makes sense. During his illness we learned to keep busy and suppress that knot in our stomachs. Nothing has changed in that sense. The knot is still there, along with an emptiness and quietness. It used to be hard for me to sleep because of the sounds he made and the machines that he needed; now the quietness keeps me awake. I find myself thinking about him all night long--sleep just doesn’t come easily. <br />
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The kids are amazing. They are hurting and sad, yet finding ways to keep occupied. Clarissa does best when she is busy. She just planned an awesome trip to Lake Nacimiento including all the meals, all the shopping, organized games, a gift exchange and an ugly sweater night. Cayden misses all the man talk he had with Curt; stereos, horsepower, motorcycles, I just can’t help in those departments. He used to take care of Curt everyday after school and now that leaves a hole in his day. Corbin has found an escape through reading. He read 8 books last week. He says the only time he doesn’t think about Daddy is when he is playing video games or reading. Some days it is hard to resume normal activities; we have taken some time off from school and work to just be together as a family. We are staying close, having dinner together each night, but also keeping busy with friends and activities. Just like when Curt was here, we find it best to keep busy. <br />
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We are thankful for the cards, emails, texts and prayers. It really helps to know that people are thinking about our family. We appreciate you all! Below is a big glimpse of what’s been happening since Curt passed away on November 23rd. <br />
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Love, <br />
Cindy, Clarissa, Cayden & Corbin<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Curt always took the kids to K1 Speed Go Kart Racing. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">They didn't waste any time showing me the ropes. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">As we raced around the indoor track, I felt Curt was with us. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The Melansons' hosted dinner at their restaurant La Tavolata. It was a couple days after Curt passed and Carolyn thought ahead to have the men and women sit separately to protect my feelings of not having Curt by my side. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Ruth's Chris Steakhouse </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;">We took them to our favorite Mexican Restaurant - El Burrito in Seal Beach. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The employees at American City Pest & Termite are like family to me.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">It helps that they loved Curt so much.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"> It was so cool to see just about all of our 40 employees at the service to honor Curt. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">You guys are the best and the 10-8 card you made was super special and touching. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Cayden and Corbin surprised me at work one day, ready to work!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Vicky's of Santa Fe in Palm Springs with Mom & Dad</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Sunday Funday with Mark, Kelli, Larry & Debbie</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Family snuggle time!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Happy Birthday Margie!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Thanks for a yummy lunch and party Jaime!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Gingerbread house competition at The Lake House</span><br />
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-61542950619120871782012-12-11T21:56:00.001-08:002012-12-12T09:36:08.040-08:00Our Last Days with Curt<br />
Dear Friends & Family, <br />
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Since the day Curt was diagnosed, one of my biggest questions was, “How will he die?” I asked doctors, nurses and people who have watched their loved ones die what the final days are like. The only thing I learned from everyone, it that each person is different and there is no way to predict how the end would be. My biggest concern was that he wouldn’t suffer or struggle, I prayed his passing would be gentle. I pictured in my head, and prayed often that Curt would die peacefully, with the kids and me by his side. <br />
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Knowing his last days would become a blur, I kept a journal for what would be the last 8 days of his life (and the week after). Curt always wanted this blog to be honest, open and helpful to anyone who may be going through a journey like ours. Therefore, I know I would have his blessing on sharing this. <br />
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<strong>Thursday, November 15th</strong><br />
3:00 Nurse Yeon called me at Curt’s request to have me come home. He was crying and emotional and neither she nor his mom could figure out what he needed. I raced home and was able to decipher his needs and calm him. This was the day I decided no more work, no more leaving his side. He needs me and I want him to feel cared for and secure. So here I will stay until the end.<br />
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<strong>Friday, Saturday, Sunday</strong><br />
Curt slept a lot, he was emotional when he was awake, a few visitors came by, but mostly we just hung out together, him in bed and me beside him. <br />
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<strong>Monday, November 19th</strong><br />
Curt woke up crying. He said he felt like he was dying. He couldn't get enough air. I asked if he wanted the kids home and he said yes. Clarissa was just leaving for school, she stayed, Corbin had spent night at Mom and Dad’s so Mom raced him home from Torrance, I called Cayden and he left school. We all gathered around crying. We told Curt we love him and although we want him here, he can go. We all cried, he cried. Hardest thing to see kids telling their father goodbye. Pastor Brent came at 2:00. He told Curt about the handicap lift we bought for the church; that it was now installed and people used it Sunday! Curt had questions about the power of the lift and if it locked automatically. Brent prayed and gave Curt permission to go, gently and lovingly.<br />
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<strong>Tuesday, November 20th</strong><br />
If there was one day, actually one hour in our three year journey that I could take back, it would be this morning from 9:30-10:30 am. Lack of sleep and the emotions of everything hit me hard and I had a bad attitude toward Curt. Curt had awakened both 5:30 am and 6:30 am with anxiety; I gave him meds to calm him. At 9:30 he said “I want to get up now!” I was tired and not rested from a long night. I got him up quickly without love. I took him to the kitchen counter where he was falling asleep drinking his water. Then suddenly he demanded to use the toilet. I put him on the toilet by myself (no one was around to help me), which is a struggle. I could not get him positioned correctly by myself. He was crying, I was upset, I just couldn’t get him comfortable. Then my Dad came to pick up Corbin for breakfast. He helped me get Curt off the toilet and back to bed. Curt fell asleep. I realized after the fact, his demands and attitude were from the extra medication I had given him that am. I should have talked to him and had him rest longer, knowing he normally doesn’t get up until after 12:00. He was pretty much out of it all day, but I laid beside him and let him know how much I loved him and tried to keep him as comfortable as I could. He drank some Ensure in the am and ate some Key Lime Pie in the afternoon. This would be the last time he ate. This was the last time he was out of bed. Curt smiled a bit today, but not much. <br />
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<strong>Wednesday, November 21st</strong><br />
Curt was in distress beginning at midnight. I called Hospice and the nurse came at 3 am. She received Doctor's orders to give him Morphine and Ativan every 1 hour and increasing dosage. He is moaning with each breath. She calmed him by 4:30 am. She sent me and my mom (she came at 1:00 am to help me) to the living room to sleep, knowing we had been up all night. We slept for 1 hour until she had to leave at 5:30 am. Curt rested for a few hours and then the anxiety and moaning began again. I called Hospice to send a nurse again. Meanwhile the kids and I gathered around him, loving on him; he cried but was pretty much out of it. Nurse Kahn came and helped calm him. He increased dosage of Morphine and Ativan again. He had a fever which we were controlling with Tylenol. Curt was finally able to calm down and relax, we kept quiet most of the day, not wanting him to wake and go into distress again. Ilfida, the bath aide, came and bathed him and he was completely relaxed. She knows exactly how to talk to him and gave us a lot of information on how to help him and talk to him at this point. He is unresponsive since the nurse left. Even while being bathed, he didn’t open his eyes or make a sound. The kids and I are exhausted and emotional, crying often. We have been by his side since Monday. I am tired from getting only one hour of sleep last night. My mom has helped so much with preparing food and making sure we all eat. I feel bad for her, she looks so tired and worried for us as well as Curt. <br />
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Since Monday the nurses have told us he could live anywhere from 24 hours to 4 days. Nurse Kahn said that today also. We don’t want to leave his side, so the bedroom has become our family room. We talk to Curt, read, listen to music and watch a bit of tv. At 5:00, I completely broke down sobbing uncontrollably as I am watching my husband die. My body was shaking as I cried for hours. Clarissa, Cayden and Corbin took turns trying to comfort me. Finally I took an anti-anxiety pill and it helped me calm down. Corbin offered to take a 4 hour shift of giving Curt his hourly meds so I could sleep. Clarissa and Cayden had friends over, but checked on Curt constantly. When I woke up at 11:30 pm, the house was quiet, Corbin relinquished medication duty to me and the kids all went to bed.<br />
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<strong>Thanksgiving Day, Thursday, November 22nd</strong><br />
Curt has been sleeping peacefully since 1:30 last night. No meds since then. He was no longer able to swallow them, and was peaceful so Nurse said just give meds as needed. He has been totally unresponsive since yesterday at 3:00. Kids and I got up around 11:00 today and I showered, dressed, put on makeup and all. If he wakes up, I want him to see me pretty, wearing the jewelry he bought me. We all hung out with Daddy, listening to music, windows open, fresh air, light mood. He looks so handsome and peaceful. His color is good, his skin is soft, and his body is no longer rigid but flexible like he is getting ready to walk again. His breathing has progressively slowed down. Mom and Dad brought Jack in the Box around 1:00. We were all starving. Nurse Marisol came at 2:00. She said he is shutting down, 24 hrs to a few days. I have been on the window seat all day staring at my handsome hubby, no more meds, potty, etc. I am once again a wife instead of a nurse. The exhaustion is leaving my body and the memories of our past is flooding my mind. Today, I do not read or watch tv, I watch Curt all day. I reminice about our 30 years together. I hug my kids and we all snuggle together with Curt. We share stories. We laugh, we cry a bit, we give thanks for the most awesome Dad and husband ever. The kids and Mom and Dad BBQ ribs, salad, fried potatoes, bread and pie for our Thanksgiving dinner. My mom sits with Curt, so I can eat in the dining room with the kids. It has been days since I have left our bedroom for more than a couple of minutes. I have been home 8 days, not leaving the house at all. I thank God for giving me contentment to remain close to Curt in his final days. <br />
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At midnight, his breathing became agitated. The kids were in the room, we all gathered around and tried to talk to him. His eyes were 1/2 open but looking into space or rolling back in his head. Scary and hard to watch him struggle. He turned blue, I called hospice and then canceled as we got him settled down with morphine, Ativan and congestion drops. We all went to sleep at 1:30. It was a quiet night.<br />
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<strong>Friday, November 23rd</strong><br />
We all woke up at 11:00. Cayden had spent the night on the window seat, Corbin slept in bed with me and Clarissa went to her room sometime in the middle of the night. Curt has a fever of 102, more Tylenol. He is resting peacefully though. I showered and got pretty in case he wakes up. Kids are stir crazy, Cayden went for drive to the beach, Corbin went to Mark and Kelli's and movies with Mark. Clarissa is just hanging out with me on the window seat all day. Fresh air, music, texting, listening to Curt breathe. Barbara, Bill and Beverly came for a visit. Clarissa and I left the room as they reminisced with Curt as he rested peacefully. They left and then Ilfida came and bathed Curt. He was relaxed through it all. She left around 5:00. Clarissa had some friends over and they were all loving and talking to Curt (he was still unresponsive), I was sad that they are all losing such a fun-loving Dad. At 7:00 his breathing became labored, quick in and long out. Around 8:00 he began turning blue beginning with his hands and feet. At 8:45 I called the kids in. His breathing had slowed down. Then it really slowed and then stopped. A minute later a little breath then some gurgling. He never woke or opened his eyes. Time of death 9:00 pm. It was just me and the kids. We cried. Corbin wanted some time alone, so Clarissa and Cayden left the room, I stayed as Corbin held his Dad and wailed like I have never heard before. We all gathered again and cried.<br />
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I called hospice, his mom and the mortuary. Pastor Brent came over immediately and Jim Beedy. We stood around Curt’s bed, held hands and prayed. Curt was so white by the time the mortuary got here at 10:00. They took him out on a stretcher, and loaded him in a white minivan, a Honda Odyssey. I felt I should have arranged for nicer transportation for him, his last ride, his last time on wheels. Crazy thoughts. Pastor Brent had kept us informed and calm as they were taking Curt away. Cayden’s friends had gathered in the garage to comfort him. Jim and Larry offered to take the hospital bed out of our bedroom, which I thought was a good idea. It would have been hard to see an empty bed. Jim stayed late, we talked (and cried) for hours. He lost a great friend. Clarissa and Cayden had friends here to comfort them. Corbin remained close to me. We all went to bed around 3:00 am. Sleep would not come. There is a huge emptiness. The hardest part of this entire journey was watching the kids watch their Father die. That was absolute torture, and I'm sure something that will haunt me for a long time. <br />
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Love, <br />
Cindy<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">September 2004</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;">October 2009</span></td></tr>
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<br />Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-52880831478719444962012-12-04T20:01:00.000-08:002012-12-04T20:01:10.516-08:00Wow....Whoa<br />
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Wow! Borrowing that word from Pastor Brent, it pretty much sums up the past 11 days since Curt passed away. Curt is gone, wow, even though it was expected, it is still a shock. Over 600 friends and family gathered to honor Curt at his memorial service, wow. Today, I picked up his remains from the mortuary, whoa. <br />
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As soon as this roller coaster slows down, I plan to share a bit more. So many memories are flooding my mind, it is overwhelming. <br />
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Meanwhile, here are a few photos (more to come) and a big thank you from the kids and me, for your support and prayers. <br />
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Love, <br />
Cindy<br />
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-74715151636825763962012-11-24T01:37:00.001-08:002013-04-17T23:02:41.583-07:00Curt Ziemke <br />
Dear Friends and Family, <br />
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Curt passed away peacefully at 9:00pm on November 23, 2012. The kids and I were at his side. He fought a tough battle over the past 3 years, and especially hard over the past 5 days. We are relieved that he is no longer suffering. We are sad that he is gone. Thank you to everyone who has reached out to our family these last few days. We love you all. <br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">Saturday, December 1, 2012</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">First Baptist Church of Lakewood</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">5336 Arbor Road</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="color: black;">For travel arrangements call:</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">In Lieu of Flowers<br />Please give in Memory of Curt Ziemke to one of the following:</span></strong></div>
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To help keep our deserts open to off road motorcycling (Curt’s passion):</div>
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American Motorcycle Association<br />
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To directly help others diagnosed with ALS by providing support with equipment, <br />
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CZ Cares<br />
c/o: Cindy Ziemke<br />
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Cindy, Clarissa, Cayden & Corbin<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">November 23, 2012</span></td></tr>
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-21972073990586141912012-11-14T22:11:00.000-08:002012-11-14T22:11:02.976-08:00Determination<br />
Dear Friends & Family, <br />
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The tiniest plant is capable of pushing itself through asphalt or even concrete. With the most amazing display of determination and patience, a skinny, weak looking plant can emerge through something that usually requires a jackhammer to shift it. Being expected to be equally strong and patient in our world is required of us now. Please pray for Curt's comfort and for each of the kids and me as exhaustion is wearing on our emotions. <br />
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Love, <br />
Cindy, Curt, Clarissa, Cayden & Corbin<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Corbin picked out our clothes, opened our doors and was the perfect gentleman!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Thanks Chuck and Katrina for "Curt sitting"! He had fun hanging out with you guys. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;"> Curt enjoyed a quick dinner out at our favorite little mexican restaurant. He was a trooper!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Curt and Melissa have a sweet bond! </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">They shared some tender moments and she even fed him his late night request of key lime pie and ice cream.</span></td></tr>
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-21923296827666539232012-11-07T19:28:00.000-08:002013-04-17T23:05:05.914-07:00Even Now<br />
Dear Friends & Family, <br />
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Even now, Curt's face lights up when the kids or I walk in the room. <br />
Even now, Curt laughs more than he cries. <br />
Even now, Curt is the most handsome man I know. <br />
Even now, Curt is strong, courageous and brave. <br />
Even now, Curt likes to tease and laugh. <br />
Even now, Curt thanks God for his life and all he has. <br />
Even now, Curt is always thinking of others' needs. <br />
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Even now, I would choose Curt. <br />
Even now, I would not change a thing about our life together. <br />
Even now, my love for him continues to grow each day. <br />
Even now, he is an awesome Dad. <br />
Even now, we can communicate without speaking. <br />
Even now, we love watching the sunset. <br />
Even now, we choose to laugh. <br />
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The last 6 weeks have been an extreme roller coaster. Curt gets very sick and we think "this is it," then he pulls through and peps up. He was feeling great this weekend so we surrounded ourselves with friends and even took him out for a ride. He has not been feeling well this week and even though he had a really hard day, he toughed it out for Corbin's football game today. Please continue to pray for him as he endures what this disease is doing to his body. <br />
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Love, <br />
Cindy, Curt, Clarissa, Cayden & Corbin<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Cayden, Clarissa and Corbin spent this past weekend at Lake Nacimiento with my parents. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">A Saturday afternoon drive to El Taco with Mark & Kelli</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Lisa Strong has become a great new friend! Her husband passed away from ALS one year ago.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"> She is an amazing person and a huge support for me. Thank you Katrina for connecting us! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Saturday Night bedroom party and dressing up Curt. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Mark, Kelli (back), Larry, Debbie & Mike</span></td></tr>
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-66650072526967220242012-10-30T20:21:00.000-07:002012-10-30T20:21:20.852-07:00Challenge or Test?<br />
Dear Friends & Family, <br />
<br />Newly married, lying in bed in our cozy camper, in Northern California, with heavy rain pouring on the aluminum roof, Curt and I talked about our future. We talked about not wanting to get old and stuffy and lose our sense of fun. We agreed even when we get old, we want to be fun and spontaneous people. We talked about the importance of having lots of friends and always living life to the fullest. Right then we decided to hop out of bed, go outside and run around the camper three times in the rain, just to prove our spontaneity. Laughing the entire time, we did it! <br />
<br />Since then we have continued to have fun and be spontaneous. Even though life does not pause when someone is sick, we have to find ways to make the most of our days. We still have to go to work, school, deal with flat tires, traffic, bills, medical decisions, all while being sleep deprived, and somehow, we can still find reasons to laugh. <br />
<br />Sometimes I think I am being tested. Can I get it all done and keep a good attitude? Other times I look at it as a challenge. “I CAN do this,” I repeat over and over. Either way, my faith, patience, dedication and will are tested each moment. <br />
<br />I have heard people say, “If anyone can do this, you can.” Truth is, I could never do it alone. Without God, Curt’s support, our children, friends and family, I would not be able to make it through the day. As they say, “It takes a village.” More than anything, it takes a good attitude. I can’t imagine taking care of Curt with a bitter heart. Curt and I can honestly say, we have made the most out of our lives together, we have passed the test and risen to the challenge with winning attitudes, keeping it fun as much as we possibly can. In a sense, we are still playing in the rain. <br />
<br />Please continue to pray for Curt’s comfort. He is struggling so much with swallowing, choking and now bed sores. This journey is really wearing on the kids, they are very emotional and tired. Thank you for continuing to pray for our family.<br />
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Love, <br />
Cindy, Curt, Clarissa, Cayden & Corbin<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Curt and The Dunnigan Sisters grew up as next door neighbors. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Kellee, Jacki, Debbie, Sharon & Vicki came over to pray The Rosary with Curt. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Steve from Oregon, Mom & Dad, and the Kudo Family visiting on Sunday. </span></td></tr>
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-33697237247301403152012-10-23T20:55:00.000-07:002012-10-23T20:55:38.947-07:00No Words<br />
Dear Friends & Family, <br />
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Sometimes there are just no words. What more can I say about Curt's battle with ALS? What more can I say about what it is doing to our family? How can I describe how many people have been affected by Curt's strength?<br />
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All I can say is, we are doing our best to make the most of each day and support Curt and his needs while trying to maintain somewhat of a normal family life. Thank you for your thoughts and prayers.<br />
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Love, <br />
Cindy, Curt, Clarissa, Cayden & Corbin<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">My cousin Alyson, Jeanno, Dominic & Ethan came for a visit!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Curt's brother Bill's coworkers dedicated their MS Ride to Curt. They rode 150 miles in his honor!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Paul and his family supporting Curt!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Paige, Zach, Clarissa and Danielle on their way to see Brad Paisley!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Did I mention Clarissa saw Taylor Swift perform at the Ellen show taping two days ago?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">So lucky!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Sunday Funday in honor of Kelli's Birthday!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Hanging out with Daddy!</span></td></tr>
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-13783886876598815052012-10-16T20:58:00.000-07:002012-10-16T20:58:46.458-07:00Happily Ever After<br />
Dear Friends & Family, <br />
<br />There’s nothing like reading a book you can’t put down or watching a movie you don’t want to end, but as they say, “All good things must come to an end.” It’s the timing of the end that never seems right. We always want a few more chapters in the book or a few more minutes or even a sequel to the movie. Sadly, we are not in control of when the ending happens. Whether in books, movies or life, we are at the mercy of circumstances beyond our control. <br />
<br />Our “and they lived happily ever after” is coming to an end. This chapter of our life is over. It is out of our control and must be accepted. There will be no sequels, only memories. The lessons Curt has taught us, the example he has been and the kindness he has shown to others will live on in our hearts and in our actions. We will never forget what an amazing man he has been or his brave battle over the last three years. He is a hero to many and an example to all. Our love for him has never wavered. The story is coming to an end and the credits are about to roll, meanwhile, we will celebrate each day, each breath and each little smile as we live out our happily ever after. <br />
<br />Please continue to pray for Curt’s comfort. He is sleeping a lot, hallucinating a little, losing muscle and weight but continues to “check in” to life, laugh a little and smile as always!<br />
<br />Love, <br />Cindy, Curt, Clarissa, Cayden & Corbin<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Fall is here!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Corbin and Larry at the Carnival!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Clarissa enjoyed the rodeo with Chad and her Delta Zeta Sorority!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Happy Birthday Julie & Lisa!</span> </td></tr>
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Cindy Ziemkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10681933270006345591noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403844651375939784.post-23716308695205804932012-10-11T21:50:00.000-07:002012-10-11T21:50:21.591-07:00Mind Over Matter<br />
Dear Friends & Family, <br />
<br />I can’t remember where we were, Curt and I, but I was freezing cold, shivering to the core, teeth chattering and body shaking like a leaf. Curt told me to forget about the cold and stop shivering, “Mind over matter,” he said. He went on to tell me to control my body, don’t let it know it is cold, be stronger than the cold, mind over matter, he kept repeating. I followed his instructions and soon I stopped shivering, I was able to get over the coldness and enjoy our surroundings. <br />
<br />Time after time, I have seen Curt use the “mind over matter” strategy. In fact, that is pretty much how he has lived his life. Whether is was cold weather, an injury, a long line at the grocery store, or some kind of car or work trouble, he would look beyond the moment and focus on how to best get through the situation without pain or frustration. <br />
<br />A few days ago, I watched as Curt realized he can no longer practice “mind over matter.” The disease has taken its ugly toll on him to the point that he is now subject to heavy medications to keep him resting comfortably. After a nice weekend at The Popp’s House (photo below), we returned home to begin a new week. By Tuesday his chest and throat were heavily congested to the point that he was choking and gasping for air. Increased medications are making him more comfortable but also causing him to be very sleepy, have no appetite and spend almost all of his time in bed. My heart is breaking as I watch him slipping away. <br />
<br />Thank you for your prayers for Curt, the kids, and me. <br />
<br />Love, <br />Cindy, Curt, Clarissa, Cayden & Corbin<br />
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