After being sick for a week or two , I feel like life is absolutely grand now that I am out and about again.! I realize that being physically down can make you feel spiritually low, emotionally drained and negative about doing anything that takes energy. I basically got SICK of being sick! I don't know if it is because I am feeling so good or if I have just had several eventful days but I have several things I want to share with you...
REUNION...can I say 35th? This last Saturday evening my "class of 76" celebrated our 35th reunion. As I sat there enjoying the Hawaiian decor I was so amazed and
saddened. You see, I had a pretty unnoticed high school life. I was basically your wall flower. Yes, I had my group of close friends and stayed really busy with church life. The truth is...I felt so insecure, so unable...so inadequate that I realize I came across snobby and probably judgemental. I wanted to try new things, be involved and act crazy with everyone but I just felt so awkward. I knew the Lord but I didn't realize my worth was found in HIm.
I hate to say this but 5 years ago at our 30th class reunion those feeling just resurfaced as soon as I arrived. I had a miserable time. Somehow, someway these last five years I have realized that there was no telling what or who I had missed knowing. I went Sst. night with a desire to have funlf listen to people and really speak to as many as I could. Our committee for the reunion did a fabulous job and so many people were there that I hadn't seen in well....35 years...! I looked around the room and realized that everyone had changed. We all had grown up(and many of us had grown out):) I loved seeing and hearing about what everyone is doing now .
Monday, July 18, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
moving on...
My goodness alot can happen in a short while. I realize I haven't blogged in months but trust me it is not because I haven't had anything to say. Words just haven't made it to my fingers so I have just stored up things I want to share.
To catch you up alittle on our lives, I would like to say that for the time being my previous blog post has been postponed until further notice. My precious daughter in law has handled this rough season of life with so much faith and has been so encouraging that once again, I am so proud God chose her to be my sons' wife. Ed and I love her dearly and while our heart has ached for both of them, we also see Gods' hand in their iives and know that He is in control.
On a happier note, our oldest son, Chase has become engaged to a great girl name Lizzie. We already feel like she is part of our family. We feel blessed beyond belief at how good God is yet again, to provide for one of our own. We are anxiously looking forward to an Oct. 15th wedding.
Now to get to the heart of this blog. I have been down and sick for the last three days. Just a really bad sore throat but it has really made me sick. This was not the time I would of picked to get sick but then I guess there never really is a good time. The first day I was just too sick and feverish to care. Yesterday I was tired, still not feeling good and really getting stressed at all that needed to be done. Today this old Three day on Prednisone Mother woke up bouncing off the walls. THIS WAS THE DAY!
Let me explain...
My daughter, Carrie, graduated from high school in 2005. Now follow me here. Since the day she left for college her room has not been touched. I mean through all of her moves, travels, graduating from college, and even marriage her room has stayed the same. Yes, her sweet husband, Nathan, has spent many a night in there since they married, sleeping among all of her precious moment dolls and cheerleading memories. I thought forever that I needed her to help me go through it. You know, kind of like laughing together about silly stuff, arguing about what to get rid of, even shedding a tear over some sweet picture we just couldn't part with. As time as moved on though, I began to realize that just wasn't reality. I can tell you what reality is though. It was out of town company a few weeks ago staying in her room and me trying to come up with excuses that didn't sound insane. I vowed to myself that I would get that room cleaned out and cleaned up before July ended. So today I took my hoarse, Prednisone driven self and started at it.
I have to admit I did send a few pics to Carrie just to make it seem lighter and even made some clever jokes about different things I was throwing away. Truth is I really just tried to not be so obvious that I was reading, pondering, and reliving every little ballet slipper and cheerleading picture I came across. With smiles and yes, even some tears, I had to stop and thank God for Carrie and the easy road she took us down, the exhausting nights of friends and long away games, the things she taught me about loving others and how she learned and sought after God at an early age. Yes, it was good but it was then. Today I packed away, threw away, and even prepared to give away all of her past things but it was good!
As I ended my wonderful cleanout freenzy, I found three little birthday dolls that Carries Granny had collected from her birth. I had noticed they were not with the other 13 on the piano but thought maybe Granny got to old to keep it up. I remembered these had been found in some of Grannys things when she died and she had just forgotten she had them. As I went down the stairs to place them with the others, I paused at my daughters bridal portrait. There she was, in all of her beauty, looking so mature and happy. Once again, I have to smile because yes, she has moved on and now IT IS TIME I MOVE ON TOO!
Tomorrow...wallpaper off...new paint and then I will be ready for more out of town company without excuse!
To catch you up alittle on our lives, I would like to say that for the time being my previous blog post has been postponed until further notice. My precious daughter in law has handled this rough season of life with so much faith and has been so encouraging that once again, I am so proud God chose her to be my sons' wife. Ed and I love her dearly and while our heart has ached for both of them, we also see Gods' hand in their iives and know that He is in control.
On a happier note, our oldest son, Chase has become engaged to a great girl name Lizzie. We already feel like she is part of our family. We feel blessed beyond belief at how good God is yet again, to provide for one of our own. We are anxiously looking forward to an Oct. 15th wedding.
Now to get to the heart of this blog. I have been down and sick for the last three days. Just a really bad sore throat but it has really made me sick. This was not the time I would of picked to get sick but then I guess there never really is a good time. The first day I was just too sick and feverish to care. Yesterday I was tired, still not feeling good and really getting stressed at all that needed to be done. Today this old Three day on Prednisone Mother woke up bouncing off the walls. THIS WAS THE DAY!
Let me explain...
My daughter, Carrie, graduated from high school in 2005. Now follow me here. Since the day she left for college her room has not been touched. I mean through all of her moves, travels, graduating from college, and even marriage her room has stayed the same. Yes, her sweet husband, Nathan, has spent many a night in there since they married, sleeping among all of her precious moment dolls and cheerleading memories. I thought forever that I needed her to help me go through it. You know, kind of like laughing together about silly stuff, arguing about what to get rid of, even shedding a tear over some sweet picture we just couldn't part with. As time as moved on though, I began to realize that just wasn't reality. I can tell you what reality is though. It was out of town company a few weeks ago staying in her room and me trying to come up with excuses that didn't sound insane. I vowed to myself that I would get that room cleaned out and cleaned up before July ended. So today I took my hoarse, Prednisone driven self and started at it.
I have to admit I did send a few pics to Carrie just to make it seem lighter and even made some clever jokes about different things I was throwing away. Truth is I really just tried to not be so obvious that I was reading, pondering, and reliving every little ballet slipper and cheerleading picture I came across. With smiles and yes, even some tears, I had to stop and thank God for Carrie and the easy road she took us down, the exhausting nights of friends and long away games, the things she taught me about loving others and how she learned and sought after God at an early age. Yes, it was good but it was then. Today I packed away, threw away, and even prepared to give away all of her past things but it was good!
As I ended my wonderful cleanout freenzy, I found three little birthday dolls that Carries Granny had collected from her birth. I had noticed they were not with the other 13 on the piano but thought maybe Granny got to old to keep it up. I remembered these had been found in some of Grannys things when she died and she had just forgotten she had them. As I went down the stairs to place them with the others, I paused at my daughters bridal portrait. There she was, in all of her beauty, looking so mature and happy. Once again, I have to smile because yes, she has moved on and now IT IS TIME I MOVE ON TOO!
Tomorrow...wallpaper off...new paint and then I will be ready for more out of town company without excuse!
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