Friday, September 27, 2013
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Wednesday, September 25, 2013
I know it’s barely Fall but it’s already inspiring me. It’s making me want to both, bake and eat. In case you haven’t heard of this, I want you to be just as obsessed as my family….
*Cookie butter! There is no way to describe this goodness; you just have to try it yourself. It’s like Christmas cookies whipped into a butter. And it’s beyond addicting!
Monday, September 23, 2013
I’ve written maybe 5-7 blogs in the past month. I can’t believe I’m not more consistent with blogging. Or Tweeting. Or Facebook’ing.
I do what I can to throw a pregnancy status update out there or otherwise a picture of the children and/or family…to ensure folks that we’re alive and breathing and thinking on them. But fact of the matter, I have little interest in social media these days. And that scares me.
I feel I might fail the mantra I set this past year: Love. Your. Reader.
What happens when we add the next child to our brood come February? More notably, we have intentions of engaging more in the church next year – putting more emphasis on not only our immediate family, but our church family, too. All that in addition to our already busy schedule(s). Just how?
You. The one I picture sitting across the table from me, sharing some coffee and conversation. You. A willing listener of the everydayness of my journey.
You deserve to be loved. And the last thing I want to do is abandon you. For when I was merely a stranger, you invited me into your home.
I am honored to be connected to you, my encouraging sister – you’ve blessed me this past year in more ways than I could put words to. So, when it seems as though the quiet days on All My Happy Endings turn into weeks, know that I will be back.
I’m giving myself permission not to have it all figured out just yet. Rest assured, however, I may be absent, but I’m not gone.
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Here we go again. Another season of changing friendships.
Over the years, friends have have fallen from the sky and onto our doorstep, and many a time I sat thinking "this is definitely a long-term friendship." Then, at some point, jobs happen...that move these friends across the miles, and some across oceans even.
From the moment our feet hit the ground here in the Woodlands, we delighted in friends who hitched their horses here, too. We have found ourselves knee-deep in quality friendships. Some help child-rearing and day-to-day transportation. Some do the family travel with us. Some even get pregnant along with us, sharing in the wonderment of growing life.
And just like that, a new job comes along. And it sorta feels like our family is moving again even though we haven't gone anywhere.
I know that life is full of goodbyes and making new friends. I just realize that I am adjusting to the change faster than in the old days, but that doesn't mean the season of without or waiting isn't hard.
I know that God puts remarkable people in my path at times. Often strangers...people with kind faces that initiate conversation with me, while on the inside, I'm thinking Me too! Me too!
I want to ask her where she lives, where her kids go to school, and oh, by the way, could she use an extra friend. But it isn't quite that easy for me.
Do you have a picture of friendship worthy of an art gallery or are you in a season of changing friendships (or maybe both)?
Monday, September 16, 2013
A friend. Nearly forty. Still single. Whose Facebook is exploded with pictures of her and friends…at bars…dining…traveling…etc. We rejoice with her at her seemingly fun-filled life.
Well-meaning, I’m sure. But one comment bridled me the wrong way.
“So glad you’ve finally decided not to have any more children after this one. You can start having fun!”
When something finally happens, it is like everything up to that point was just waiting, surviving and watching for any sign that change is here to rescue the situation.
I am not wandering. I am not lost. I’m not waiting to find the Promised Land of milk and honey.
In fact, I already found it. My reality is very full and fun and even on the bad days, I’m not in a desert. I’m living. I’m loving. I’m being loved. I’m playing. I’m working. I’m often laughing. I’m cooking. I’m alive!
Tasks like laundry, nose-wiping, errand running, paying bills, juggling school activities, and job clocking are not burdens. They are ingredients for our fulfilled lives – for our spirituality. No doubt there are times that I crave the quiet hours because I can’t see through the haze of demands. But don’t be confused -- I am passionately wild about my family, even when the majority of our waking hours are spent in the everydayness of it all.
Quite honestly, I decline a lot of invitations outside our home life -- I’m doing my best to relish these youthful years with my husband – dating, wrestling, riding bikes. These baby years, these elementary years, these junior high years, for we have been told time and again how precious it all is, and how fleeting. And intrinsically, we know it to be true. And though they’re right, what scares me the most is that, deep down, no matter what, I know these are truly the best days of my life. I know I’m going to one day miss every single part of this. So much.
Thursday, September 12, 2013
And if any topic is appropriate for a blog, the topic of babies it is. As many of you know, I’m 4.5 months pregnant with my last child. I mean…my fourth child. I can’t help but focus on the fact that we are shutting the reproduction factory for good after this go ‘round. It’s bittersweet, really.
Nevertheless, in as little as a week, we’ll be able to stop calling it, “it.”
Everyone is more excited about that than me. I suppose it’s because this time, I truly don’t have a gender preference. I see pros having either or. Or perhaps it’s because I cannot settle on a name.
Baby naming is not as easy as family tradition, religion, ethnicity, and fad following. No…names matter. They make that first impression before we ever appear in person. However challenging, it’s also fun. It’s a way of imagining him or her in the future, having their name called out, coloring it across a school folder.
I suppose, in a way, it’s the last indulgence; one more chance to pretend that we control who they ultimately become.
If it’s a boy: If it’s a girl:
I'm so curious: Which baby names are your favorites these days? Do you care if a name is popular? How do you brainstorm names? Have you known your names forever, or did it take you ages to pick? Do you secretly more pets – just to get an opportunity to name the unnamed?