The end of a year

The last two months of 2013 were a blur of activity book-ended by sickness and punctuated by tears. Sounds pretty awful, when I write it down, eh? But it was in fact all covered in grace. Still, I am weary and needing to regroup. It feels like I just sort of fell across the finish line of last year, limped into 2014 and am still trying to catch my breath.

I found this year that, as the calendar page turned to November, it grated hard on my soul. After the beautiful day of the Hot Chocolate 5K, I found myself sick with a bad chest cold that lingered too long. The weather turned cold, too. We celebrated a special seven-year-old and, thank God for whoever invented the Indoor Waterpark!

Through the end of November and into December, with the press of the holiday activities, I tried to close my eyes and not miss my baby girl so much – but I did. Then there was deep sorrow, that isn’t mine to share here, but made me weep for other mothers and fathers dear to my heart who now walk without their precious babes on this earth. So many tears. God must have a very big bottle to hold all the tears, I think.

Then came the time to remember, to celebrate God come to be with us, and to long for Jesus’ second coming. I found myself sick with fever and cough and aches so bad there was nothing to do but stay in bed. So my amazing husband made Christmas for us – cooking and cleaning and feeding us all – while I slept. All the way until New Years and a diagnosis of pneumonia. Oh, and in the midst of me being sick all three of them had the stomach bug – fun (um, not really). And a gerbil escaped…and was found while up in the middle of the night with a sick child – a silver lining? 🙂

And that grace? In-laws who welcomed us – sickness and all – for Christmas. My momma cleaning my kitchen. A sweet friend bringing soup and pie, a movie and yellow flowers on New Years Eve. Medicines and prayers and kind doctors.

Slowly I can breath again. Breathing slowly into this new year – resting and healing.


Going Slow

This will be short as today my body has said, “time to go slow”

A deep sleep in the wrong position left me waking in pain and unable to move my neck.

But I am grateful…

for a job where I can work from home and a boss who understands

for a husband to bring me food and medicine and make me laugh (but not too much!)

for a young son who prayed for me and makes sure his older brother is careful around me

for the prospect of quick recovery and not a long illness causing this pain

for memories of sunny St. Lucia nine years ago

for the anticipation of some girl time this evening

These are the gifts of life…grace for this day.

(and some fun from last weekend’s trip to Legoland included below)




The couch

This week was actually the first week of summer where we haven’t had anything “unusual” planned. Adrin and I both worked our normal schedules. The boys were home with Adrin the days I was in the office. And what do two boys at home with their dad do in the dog days of summer?

Rearrange the furniture, of course! This is what greeted me when I walked into the house Monday evening, courtesy of Interior Designer Mr. G:


Who wouldn’t want their couch in the dinning room? I mean, I’m always telling Gabe he is not allowed to eat in the living room area, he has to eat in the dinning room or kitchen. So of course he moved the couch to the dinning room in order to be able to eat on the couch! He was not too pleased with my announcement Tuesday morning that we will not be eating on the couch, even though it is in the dinning room. (FYI, the couch has now returned to the living room much to the boys disappointment!)

We live in a two bedroom (but two bath!) condo and as the boys have gotten older we have started feeling the limits of our space more. However, the reality is that we do have ample, usable space, it just is filled with a lot of stuff. So we have been on a quest to purge and organize our space to fit us and our uses the best we can. Oftentimes it feels like a never ending process, but we did make some headway this morning as we purged a bunch of toys and books from the boys room that they no longer use. Here is the pile that’s headed for Goodwill on Monday.

And there’re is plenty more to come in the days ahead!