Hard to believe…
but I’m finding myself short of words.
But please know that your sweet comments have a magical soothing power that has helped me breathe slower and more deeply.
Thank you friends, for being so good for my heart.
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Goodbye My Boy
This…my sweet “Bald Kid” is leaving us now, for the Missionary Training Center for three months–then on to Siberia–for two years.
I’m deeply proud of his willingness to serve, but—
oh, the ache in my heart.
Behind him it feels as if he’s left a huge gaping hole with no bottom.
The absence of him is in every corner of every room…socks–his socks…. bananas–he loves bananas… his aftershave… his car keys… his Viking quilt… and his kitty that can’t find him–anywhere.
Many moms are so-so perfect at this “sending them off into the great adventurous unknown” to work and serve and grow up. But, as you might expect, I’m not so good at it. Fact is—I’m a blubbering wreck.
I wander around the rooms and think, “I’m not ready for this. No. It’s happening too fast. I need more time…”
More time.
And yet, somehow I’m quite certain we will survive the away-ness of my baby boy–for the next two years–but…
I think…
just barely.
Be brave, and well and happy in your new world my dear, sweet boy, and know that our love and prayers and such a piece of your Mama’s heart are going with you…
till we’re together again.
Paddle Sharks
We spent the evening with some sweet friends last week, and just as the evening was winding down, somebody said, “Ohhhh….you can’t leave. We haven’t played ping pong yet.”
I thought, “Ping Pong? Seriously? Coool.”
So we stayed and they played and boy was I in for a surprise.
My kids were actually–good. Don’t get me wrong. These people from my household are good–spectacular even– at plenty of things, but we don’t have a ping pong table.
We’ve never had a ping pong table. So how did they just all know how to play so well? Hmmmm?
Cause I could have sworn I knew where these dudes have been for the past few years…but now…
I’m not so sure.
Spooky.
Ticking Clock
This moment…
A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from our lives.
A simple, special, memorable moment.
A moment I want to pause, savor and keep close to my heart.
If you are inspired to do the same–leave us a link in the comments.
Happy weekend my friends!
Thwarted
If you know me–AT all–you know that one of my very favorite things to do on this earth is this…
and this…
and this…
and of course, this.
But with the colder temperatures that we’ve had lately, and all the snow and ice everywhere, I’ve added a little something to my winter wardrobe. It looks like…
this. While scurrying out to my car, I found a very slippery patch and crash landed in the driveway. Was quite certain I’d broken my hand. Luckily, I was just being a cry baby, and it’s only a bad sprain.
And sadly, I’ve discovered something~
Creatures without usable thumbs, are at a terrible disadvantage to everyone else.
But I’m determined to fit that hook in there somehow and make it work.
Please wish me luck.
Oh, and you guys, please, be careful of those icy patches. No crocheting makes for a long winter indeed!
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