Quiet House

We are going to Highlands for July 4th. Since we needed to take two cars, my Hubby took the kids a day early, so I could get things done around here.

This would all be fine and dandy, if it wasn't so QUIET in here. I think I've been reprogrammed to only be productive under the following conditions:

1. Limited Time: I can't finish anything unless under the extreme time constraints.
2. I need to be interrupted every two minutes to break up a fight.
3. Noise: I must tune out something or someone at all times.

I'm sorry to report, my child-induced ADD still exists when my kids are not at home...this fact is a bit disturbing.

Sunflowers

Oh Look...A Pocket.

The Girl was helping me fold laundry.

She began to fold her Dad's underwear when she exclaimed, "Oh Look, a Pocket".

You can imagine her surprise when I told her "That's not a Pocket".

A New Decade

I didn't think it would bother me....another birthday....but for some reason it was harder this year. I kept telling myself I'm only one day older than yesterday.

You look at your life and wonder, Is this where I thought I'd be at 40? I don't know if the answer is Yes or No. So many ways, I thought I'd be somewhere else...(career woman) yet here I am with so much more than I ever thought possible. My family is the world to me. My kids...I never knew I could love them so much or find such joy (not to mention craziness) with them.

All in all, I wouldn't trade the life I'm living for anything.

Silence...Holding my Breath.

I feel like I've been holding my breath the last few months. It seems tragedy is lurking around every corner. Of course, I know it isn't true, but it seems that way sometimes. So many friends brushing with loss....loss of a child...loss of health....loss of jobs....

It doesn't surprise me that my Faith is rattled. It has become a last priority for me...not consciously...just forgotten. Thankfully, those who have been so affected are looking foward not hiding from reality.

I need to find my way, so when the time comes, I am ready to give an account for the hope that is in me.