Thursday, February 28, 2013

After school, as I am gathering up my children, I also gather the daily news.

My freshman daughter proclaimed, "Mom, the funniest thing happened today!  I was talking to a friend after class and she was telling me how Michael scored a girl's phone number because she felt sorry for him.  I asked her how (just so you know--girls don't need to come up for air), and then she called Michael to come over and tell me the story, but he changed the subject.  Then he asked me what time it was.  I told him 12:50.  "Well, since we are talking about numbers, what is yours?"

I will grant him a couple points for being clever, as long as he never calls my daughter.

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

"Mom, the kids at school make fun of you...."

(Are you kidding me? I haven't been in junior high for nearly 30 years, and the kids are still tormenting me??  Nonetheless, he had my full attention...)

"...because you pack veggies in my lunch."

(Seriously, that is it??)

"They ask me if I actually eat that "stuff," so I usually wait and eat that later.  But yesterday the carrots were so fresh and good that I just ate them with my lunch anyway.  I love carrots."

(Whew.  Note to self--pack carrots most often.)

Monday, February 18, 2013

Tide rolls in

Hearing the roar of the tide as it rolls in soothes my soul.  I am always humbled in the presence of the mighty ocean.  As I stand at the shore, I am reminded of the mythological stories from ancient times--the ones that name and describe powerful acts of nature.  Long ago people stood in awe of the country that surrounded them and respected the magnificent beauty and unseen power.  We don't stand in awe of the country that surrounds us anymore.  We tend to stand and think about what could be...


Gazing at the shimmering waters, I find myself grateful that I can scramble up the rugged coastal outcroppings to enjoy the moment...as I hear the healthy voices of my children amidst the roaring of water as they scramble in search of adventure.


The tide leaves behind sculpted sand...much like life leaves us...as we shift under the tides...unique and beautiful.


My son created a sand Valentine for me...one that will eventually disappear into the tide...just as the little boy with a mischievous grin is transforming into a young adult.



Ecclesiates 3:1-8
To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate;
A time of war, and a time of peace.



Thursday, February 14, 2013

Valentine's Moments

The first flowers of the season unfurled last night just outside my door.  Nature delivered.


Daddy delivered too-- cards to all the little sweethearts in his life...so they all went off to school smiling this morning!

One valentine is missing though...she just finished dancing this morning at a Broadway workshop with one of the actors from the show they will see tonight.  Her enthusiasm was bubbling through her text.

I caught a glimpse of her pretty face on the Today show yesterday morning which left me reassured that she had landed safely in NYC.

For me today is about pausing to remind my family how much I love each one of them.

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Unplugged

Literally.

Our phone and internet service provider accidentally unplugged us.

Completely unaware, except that my service was not working, I called the provider with my cell phone and spent hours troubleshooting.  (I even have a new modem now.)

In the end, a few days later a technician arrived--only to discover a service call down the street on Friday was completed incorrectly affecting us...and the neighbors...seriously??  Why did they waste my time troubleshooting for hours??

Nothing like being unplugged to highlight codependency.  My children experienced withdrawal immediately.

However, they survived.

I survived.

Perhaps we even flourished.