Presence Unwrapped…

I’m still reading One Thousand Gifts… I feel so slow… 
One thing I appreciate though, while taking my time, is the goggle like perspective that it leaves me with. I love examining life’s moments through gratitude. I see how such an act effects nearly everything. 
My weekend was so chalk full of beautiful, blessed moments… 
of love… 
 Toothless grins… 
 Cousins…
 Mohawked little boys…
 strong men who make amazing
daddies and uncles…
 sugary sweet snuggles and baby kisses…
 family…
 sun-drenched moments…
 relaxing…
 children pleading…
the answer still being no…
 warm naps in loving arms, after 
laughter and worn-out-play…
 easter bunny chocolate…
 baskets full of sugar for both the belly and the soul…
beauty… 
What gifts are yours today? 
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Dear Diary…

This week I have spent far more time in the kitchen then usual. Part of this is that we are needing to do school in here, for now, so it’s been easier to do kitchen type things… 
But- I confess mostly it’s to stay busy. I’ve baked, I’ve created, I’ve scrubbed and deep cleaned… I’ve organized. While my husband is cheering me on while happily filling his belly, my kitchen is likely wondering what has gotten into me… 
I miss Lucas. It’s not even like I’m used to seeing him all of the time- but still having him state side meant he was “reachable”… Now that he’s gone all international- Army style- well, he feels so unreachable
I also, in the spirit of full disclosure, have to admit that this is pretty much a personal issue- in my head- because we’ve been skyping, talking on the phone and emailing. I’ve been able to hear his voice pretty much every day. I’m just super sensitive. 
On that note- I’m really working on not worrying. It feels like a good plan. Often times I day dream about what such a peaceful life would be. at any rate, it’s a goal. 
My favorite moments of this week were family photos because i LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it when my kids are with me…{ I used to think my love language was gifts, but now I’m thinking it’s quality time…}
Saddest moment was, of course, taking Lucas to the airport… kinda hated that moment.
Over all it was a pretty ho-hum week. I am really looking forward to:
–  a date, tomorrow, with my husband. CAN NOT WAIT! I feel like our “quality alone” time has depleted to almost nothing. 
– getting a massage. 
– book club.
– Sunshine… (i have faith!) 
What were your best moments, this week? What are you looking forward to?
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The Yen and the Yang…

Seventeen years ago today I married my husband. We were young. Very young. 
I have been thinking a lot about that day. 
Cherishing these seconds with Lucas, before he departs and eventually deploys, it is hard not to be reflective… 
Those early days of marriage, I was naive. I was a fool in an abundance of ways. Maybe there are newly eighteen year olds who are ready for such a huge event- but I know that I wasn’t… 
Even so- I look at my amazing husband and our God-sewn family and my heart stretches at the seem, about to burst. Just when I feel a slight tear and am sure my heart can’t hold any more goodness and gratitude- it grows a bit more. I can not believe my luck, my gifts, my blessings… 
I caught external glimpses of my life yesterday, as my family laughed and enjoyed togetherness. Though the reasons behind my kids making their way into my life are horrific and unacceptable- I can’t imagine loving anyone more. 
My husband and these three kids, who can barely even be called that anymore, complete me. 
Not in a cliche’ way, either… Just an honest one. 
But it is this one man, (my husband,} and this one boy-turned man, (my son,) overwhelming my heart today. I look at my husband’s face, hand in his, and long to freeze time. To hold his gaze forever, no illness or loss clouding over us. This is the better that our ages-ago-vows were talking about… I want the nightmares we’ve lived to be the worst and just revel in this moment together.
 I look at my son’s smile and I ache to freeze time too… 
To keep him safe. To keep him happy, healthy…
To keep him home. 
But still, the clock ticks on. 
Tomorrow is just another day, the first day into our next year of marriage. More journey. More betters and even more worses. 
Tomorrow my son, who is so much a man but still that little boy I fell in mommy love with those years ago, boards a plane that feels overwhelming, and honestly pretty scary… 
{To my husband: I love you so much. SO MUCH. You make my life a tremendously amazing thing that no word describes. You are everything wonderful that I am not. I can not imagine a world without you… I love who you are, for these kids. You are incredible… 
Happy Anniversary… }
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