Joy in the journey …

Today we celebrated my son George! He is 19 years old and all I keep asking myself is HOW?!?! No matter how old he becomes or how tall he grows, George will always be my precious little baby. And the sweetest little boy who gave me the best and tightest hugs in the world. But as much as I have enjoyed watching George grow up, I’m finding it absolutely wonderful to see him take on the world and become the man he has envisioned. Being his mom has been one of the most beautiful experiences I have ever known. And I am so grateful that God chose me to walk through life with him.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you find joy in the journey!!!

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Loved and needed …

Having four children, and one with special needs, comes with an incredible amount of responsibility. Even with two adult children now, life can often seem like it’s pulling me in every direction possible. Maybe even in some directions not yet discovered by scientists and mathematicians, HA! I am constantly doing something for someone or planning something that needs to be (or someone wants to be) done. I am their GO-TO person for problem-solving and … cash. HA, again! We share long talks late at night and I receive ugly early morning wake up calls. I have event alerts on my phone for us along with calendars (TWO) posted in our kitchen to keep us organized. Every night I review my To-Do List for the next day. It is usually filled with things that they need help with. I am available 24 hours a day 7 days a week for them. Until I die. And even then, l’m sure that I’ll figure out a way to still stay involved. HA, again again!

Now, don’t get me wrong. I am NOT complaining. Actually, I feel like I’m bragging.

Why?

Because my kids are incredible human beings. They are thoughtful, kind, loving, responsible and driven. And they LOVE and NEED me. To be LOVED is wonderful. To be NEEDED magnifies love 10-fold. Heck, 1,000,000-fold. Is that even a thing?!?! Regardless, my heart is full. My life is blessed, SO BLESSED, because of these humans who I love beyond measure. It may sound exhausting, and honestly some days it is, but I wouldn’t trade this life with them for anything. I love that they still need me. That they choose to make me THAT person. Because really, they don’t have to. They can turn to friends and other family members who would be there for them just as readily as I am. But they go to me. Their mom. And well, I don’t think there has ever been anything in my life that has been quite so rewarding and humbling. I thank God every day for them and the privilege of being their mom. And all the duties and responsibilities that go with it and that I take on. It’s an honor. Truly.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you feel LOVED and NEEDED!!!

Our summer story …

It’s (almost) the most WONDERFUL time of the year! Tomorrow is Libs’ and Reese’s last day of school. Thank you SWEET BABY JESUS! It has been a long DOOZY of a school year and these girls need and deserve a break.

Summers look a lot different around here now. With Sid in San Francisco full time and George home from college but working, it’s definitely not the summers of our past. Gone are their days of early childhood. Thankfully, because of Reese, we are still allowed glimpses of them peppered into our every evolving lives. I cherish these moments that keep us connected to those carefree times. I wish that they were as abundant as they were, but I have learned to take what I can get. And trust me, I am grateful. Because even though they occur differently now, they are all still so precious to me. So. So. Precious.

As I look back over the past school year I am reminded of how quickly time passes. People grow out of routines. Life simply changes. Again, I am thankful. And even more so that this family of mine, just seems to roll with it. I am the one who hangs on tighter to the past. Which is silly because, as painful as I find all of this sometimes, I have found that change has never let me down. I have learned that as the pages of time continue to turn, it allows us to write new and adventurous tales into our family history. It is a perspective that has not come easy for me. But I’m continually feeling the comfort it brings me. It is nice to know that nothing is truly ending … it’s just the beginning of another new chapter.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you begin to write your summer story!!!

A line in a Dr. Seuss book …

This morning’s laughter started early here. Which is always a good way to begin the day! To be honest, I was so sleepy when I woke up that I’m not really sure what happened was all that funny. But it certainly got me going, so I’ll take it.

Despite waking up before my alarm clock went off this morning I just laid in my bed until the last possible minute. Libs usually gets herself up, but I always make sure she is up by a certain time. She has a range of when she likes to get up. But because I didn’t want to get up, I pushed it to the very end.

Now, I have been known to wake my kids up in silly ways, with songs, etc. but today was not one of those days. I had one job to do in my groggy state and that was to tell Libs what time it was and that she needed to get up and start getting ready for school. No fun or funniness planned just sharing some pertinent information. And that is exactly what I did … and then I immediately started laughing.

LIBBY LU, IT’S 6:42!

OK, maybe it’s not that funny to randomly find yourself rhyming when you are wide awake and it’s the middle of the day. But it sure was when I could hardly keep my eyes open! Libs just looked at me and shook her head. I’m sure deep down she thinks I waited until that exact time, just so I could say it that way. But I promise, I didn’t! I guess after 17 years of waking my kids up with laughter, being funny just seems to come naturally.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you sound like a line in a Dr. Seuss book!!!

Happily never knowing …

We are a busy family. We always have been. I think it’s because there are so many of us, HA! In my 20 years plus of parenting I have never felt like we have done TOO MUCH. I felt like I have maintained a balance between school, fun, work, rest and health … but not this school year! It’s been crazy and it only got worse as the year marched on.

At the beginning of Spring I sat down and looked at everything on our calendar. To say I was completely overwhelmed, is an understatement. There was just too much going on. Some of it was our norm, but a lot of new things were on our agenda and they came with a lot of learning. Then there were other “one time” events that demanded priority. Throw in holidays, a vacation, college open houses and marathon training and you have the past 8 weeks of our lives. YIKES. At the time I took a deep breath and prayed for health and time in each day to get it all done. And I’m relieved to say that as of this past weekend we got through it! Except for my marathon this coming Sunday. HA, again! Some people might think that would be the worst if it. But not me. I’m looking forward to. I’m not saying it’s going to be easy. It absolutely won’t be. I’m saying it’s going to be freeing. I love to run and to be able to go into this week feeling at ease after weeks of stress and wondering how I was going to fit in my training miles … I finally just get to run.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you happily have no idea how you did it!!!

Do nothing …

I crack myself up. Every Sunday I wake up with the same goal. But after decades of having children I have come to realize it’s absolutely impossible to achieve. But hey, I’m no quitter.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you get to do NOTHING!!!

Territorial …

We have a family room that is more like an EVERYTHING room. Reclining couches. A television. TOYS. Weights and workout equipment. A piano. Bookshelves. A desk and computer. It’s a space outside of bedrooms that I’ve always kept for the kids to JUST BE and DO things in. It’s out in the open and keeps everyone returning to the same place multiple times of day. This space was thought out even before we had children. I wanted our home to feel like kids lived here and that their STUFF was welcome. I think it’s been pretty successful too. But it’s funny. Now that two of my kids are off in college you would think our EVERYTHING room would feel even bigger to the two that remain.

NOPE.

I have to say that there is nothing quite like witnessing an 8 year old and a 15 year old negotiate space … in a place where there is PLENTY of room for both of them. Oy!

Well, I hope you all have a day where you aren’t territorial!!!