Friday, May 15, 2009

Hearing from Hubby

Well, it's been two weeks of the six months! Making progress!!! We got to talk with him a couple of times this week. He was in Plymouth, England for a couple of days. It was nice to hear his voice. I used to think we should have these lengthy, deep, conversations anytime we got to talk during a patrol, but then I realized that's not us!!! We just want to know that we are both ok, that we miss each other so much and that we love each other. There's definitely a bittersweetness about those phone calls from so far away. I love to hear from him, but it makes me miss him all the more and realize just how far he is.

Lord, I pray that you will protect him and give him wisdom in his job. I pray that he will find rest when he needs it and most of all, that You would draw him closer to you during this time. Thank you for my husband......


I am hoping that Brady doesn't have to save me from an emergency any time soon! Yesterday he and I read a book about firefighters and we talked about 911 and stuff. So we acted it out. I told him to go be at the firestation and I would be at home and call 911. So I called 911, his "alarm" went off, he slid down the pole, put on his firesuit and drove right over. He got there and I said"help my house is on fire". He hooked up his hose and then said " get out". I said, "I can't get out, my legs don't work, I need help" So then he said "Oh, I've got a present for you in the truck...I'll be right back" I pleaded with him to save me first and finally he did, but it took a while, but I think my house burned down while he got my present.......


Yesterday, twice, my attention was brought so abruptly to the fact that so many adults are just as guilty as children of having no manners at all!!! I watched an aid at the school practically yelling at a child. Then we had Arts night last night, which consists of the choir, band, strings, and then some dancing. We all know that each person there is only intersted in their own children, but what happened to being respectful and to trying to show all of the children, especially those that don't have any support, that we care about them and that they are worthy of listening to. I was just disgusted as the entire audience proceeded to talk and be loud while children were up there trying their hardest to play instruments. Did it sound perfect? Was it the kind of music we would choose to be entertained with ? NO, because they are little and it sounded pretty rough, but nevertheless, they were trying and some of them were really good. And so everyone visited, talked, and walked around until the dancers performed, then it got quiet and EVERYONE sat and was quiet. Rachel performed, with lots of other students, the hoe down, throw down and it was really really cute! But then, after the dancing, probably 80% of the people just left and so the band kids that still needed to perform, had only a few people left to watch them......sad, sad, sad. I know that a handful of people have good reason to leave, but when that many leave, what does that say to our children? I think that is a great example of just how selfish we are in this world!!!

Monday, May 4, 2009

Sweet, Sweet laughter

I just read a friends blog about her 21 yr old daughter leaving home and where did the time go? Rachel is 8 and Brady is 4 and I feel that way. As we said goodbye to Daddy on Friday...all I want is for time to go fast, but as we spent the weekend doing some extraordinary fun things, like carnivals and ballgames and shopping....all I want is to stop time. We were shopping yesterday and I let them play in the play place for a bit and as they played Rachel was trying to "hide" from Brady and so she was crawling around on her hands and knees, darting in and out of things and giggling to no end. She had me laughing so hard.......and I was sitting alone, so I'm sure I looked pretty funny. But in their sweet laughter, their innocence, their unending hugs and kisses, their pure happiness, I find so much joy. And just as my friend thanked the Lord for the years spent teaching, nurturing, loving and growing with her daughter, I too am thankful for the years we've had.....and wanting to cherish every moment to come.