Hello friends! Gosh it’s been a long, long time since I’ve opened my blog. I think it’s because I don’t feel as though I have things to say that you want to read. Or maybe I’m not feeling funny. Anyway, here I am…I’ll try again!
Do you fnd yourself thinking more about your yesterday’s or your tomorrow’s? At my “mature” age, I know my tomorrow’s are limited and I do talk about that, periodically.
But those yesterday’s or yesteryear’s are hard on my mind! So many great memories and some not so great, but those are less, thank goodness. Thinking back on grade school, high school, early married years, babies, kids at home, kids flying out on their own. The new generation. The blessings are many.
Are things exactly how I imagined, growing up an only child in a teeny, tiny family? No. But are they disappointing? Also no. My “rose colored glasses” plan was pretty specific but life has its own ideas. I’m glad it didn’t end up as “cookie cutter” as I thought it would. I never thought my kids would each marry non-native Ark Citians but they all did! I couldn’t have picked better jobs for any of them. They seem to be right where they belong. Flourishing, even on the hard days.
To say I’m proud would surely be an understatement. I could’ve done this parenting gig better but I did my best. I hope. I pray they always know how much I truly adore them. How thankful I am the God chose me to be their mom and that my love will last for all my days.
Whew! Nothing like a snow day to make you dust off your blog and bring those melancholy feelings to the surface! On the humorous side, my elderly (older than me, even) just phoned and asked if I’d ordered this weather and if my cable was off. Normally he asked if I’m working hard or hardly working. Today it be the latter. I remember that ice storm of 2002, my laundry basket was full, dishwasher almost full of unwashed dishes, carpets needed vacuumed and no power for 5 days. ‘Bout drove me to the edge so I did all those things and more yesterday. Also hoping if I was prepared maybe it wouldn’t happen! Fingers still crossed.
Take care, my friends. I pray 2025 blesses each of you and your tomorrow’s are bright and plentiful! I’ll be talking to you, sooner rather than later maybe. š©·
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