Saint John Chrysostom
For a long time, I found myself thinking about how I’d deal with a situation differently as I caught glimpses of the lives of others around me. I’d think to myself, “You just need to do this…or that” as if I fully understood all the nuances of that moment for myself. I forgot that the mere moments I witnessed, were just that, moments of a grander picture. An event that did not just materialize out of thin air but were preceded by many other events outside the reach of my own knowledge or sight.Read More
I was sitting on the hearth of the fireplace in our new home looking around and thinking about where I intend to put the items that are such an integral part of our daily life. I was a bit lost in thought when one of my children remarked, “Mom…we even have a fireplace in this house so we have a place to put our family altar and take our family pictures.”
I couldn’t help but smile. In his world, a family altar goes above the fireplace because that’s the only place he’s ever known it to be. Moments before, we had just finished agreeing on who would have which bedroom upstairs, establishing a new space for him. He had just realized this new home also provided a place to put our family icons, establishing (in his mind) God’s visual space in our home. It’s comforting to see my kids thinking about such things – what and who makes a home, a home.Read More
God works in mysterious ways. Last week, we weren’t giving any thought to the possibility of moving any time soon despite our desire to do so. Now…it seems to be the only thing on our minds.Read More
Today, my life was kinda like the children’s book, If You Give a Mouse a Cookie, where one thing kept leading to another.Read More
The other day, Les had the opportunity to move a helicopter from Kentucky to Indiana and was able to take the boys with him. Flying helicopters is one of his greatest joys. He’s been wanting to fly us in one ever since he got his helicopter license so this was a huge deal to him.
I picked him and the boys up from Indiana and the entire two hour drive home he couldn’t stop grinning with sheer joy. His joy is my joy.
The boys had a fantastic time as well.
Gabriel and I were waiting on the ground for them.
And now…I get to spend the rest of the afternoon writing in the semi-quiet of our bedroom while Les is downstairs with our kids. I’m hitting publish to this post now and switching back over to writing some more of my book with a glass of wine and chocolate covered almonds in hand. (Reliving all of this and writing about is both therapeutic and stressful all at the same time. I’ve also made a conscious decision to try and place myself in others’ shoes through all of this as part of my personal healing.) I’ve put a great deal of thought into my choice of words as I try to craft not just what happened in those foster care years but also write it in such a way that you feel what we felt during these experiences. You can tell me later if I’ve succeeded in my goal or not.Read More
This summer, I’ve spent a great deal of time thinking about learning and family. This is the first summer, in a few years, where I’ve had the opportunity and ability to prep, organize, and go through all of our school stuff. (It’s amazing how quickly it accumulates!) I’m going to attempt to sell some of it on eBay and also gather a pile of stuff to share with our homeschool group.
After all these years of homeschooling, I’m trying to be realistic with myself as I go through everything. Am I actually going to use this or do I just like the concept/cuteness of it? Is this going to work with my boys or am I just going to have another battle on my hands? What do my boys need? What will I see through to the end? I’m simplifying this year – really narrowing down to the heart of the matter and focusing all my strength on it.Read More
Finally…a moment of peace. For the present moment anyway.
Les and I actually had goals written out for last week and this week while he was on vacation. It’s the very first time we’ve put our goals to paper like this but we thought it would help motivate us to get stuff done. Well…let’s just say…it didn’t work out so well for us.Read More
I’m so cautious about entering a conversation which I know will turn defensive. I can see it from a mile away and I usually pass right on by without saying a word even if I have a strong opinion about it.
I didn’t stop this time.Read More
Between Gabriel and three puppies, this is currently the status of our home. I don’t think I’ve had a single person yet NOT raise an eyebrow at me when they found out we got THREE puppies. I have zero doubt, that in their minds, they were saying something along the lines of, “She’s lost it.”
I think after surviving five boys under the age of five with all the obstacles that went with them, I see three puppies as nothing. Yes, they are more rowdy than just one as they wrestle each other on the floor. Yes, there’s three times the mess when we don’t get them outside quick enough for their potty break. But…I’m seeing my family pull together in a way I’ve never seen before to take care of the puppies and all their extra work. Everyone is rotating the work load and I have not had to tell a single person that it’s their turn to clean up a pee or poo mess when they tried to back out of it. They just roll up their sleeves, grab the roll of paper towels, a trash bag, and disinfectant and wipe it up. Done. I’m so proud of all of them! (Especially Niki who sets her alarm for 6:00am to potty the puppies!)Read More