Thursday, December 23, 2010
Merry Christmas!
All is well with this groovey mom.....I am with my family and that's all it takes to put a smile on this cute weathered face! 1 day to go and we are still shopping.....but will be done today. I hope you all have the best holiday ever. Remember one thing, it's not about the presents, the tree, the food, the stress, it's about our Savior, Jesus Christ and the celebration of His birth. Give thanks, kick back and relax and enjoy this wonderful season!
Friday, December 10, 2010
Poor me.....
I cannot believe it's December. I have missed this blogging thing. It has been way to long since I've been here. Amazing how work gets in the way of the good stuff.
I am still in Cheyenne working, which means being away from my husband who has been traveling all over the place with his job as well, we are certainly in a strange time in our lives. Not to mention my married daughter goes back and forth from Detroit to San Diego, and my son is in Northern Colorado at school.
We used to be such a traditional family. Dad worked, Mom stayed home and volunteered at school, kids were active in everything, sports, band, etc. We ate dinner together, bought our Christmas tree on Thanksgiving weekend and did not take it down til New Years.
Gone are the days of our traditional life. And my heart aches for it. My house is rented to strangers, my "stuff" is in a storage somewhere in Fort Worth, my family is scattered, I can't find my address book, so for the second year in a row, no cards. I cannot find my bible, ugh! I love my friends and community in Windsor which is where we have resided for the last 6 years. Working in Cheyenne allows me to visit there often because it is only 45 minutes away. I must say I have really been too busy to be too home sick so far, but now with Christmas approaching...this ache in my heart and gut seems to be getting bigger and lasting longer.
Last weekend I went down for a Christmas party and stayed the night with friends so I could get up and go to church. My church. The one I have not seen in 6 months. I was so emotional (I am always emotional at church, can never make it through without tears), but this week was exceptionally bad... I was homesick, homesick for my house, my tree, my lights, my decorations, my husband, my kids, my dog, my neighbors, my life. Through the whole service I had a lump the size of Texas in my throat. My friends around me not knowing that at any moment I wanted to explode and cry and lay on the floor and have a tantrum that would put any 2 year old to shame. But as we sang and worshiped I looked around and remembered what life is all about. There I was in a church surrounded by friends, and surrounded by God. I had just seen all of my family at Thanksgiving and I will be seeing them again for Christmas. And suddenly things became a little more clear. Its not about the tree, the lights, the stuff...its about our life. Our life as Christians, and the sacrifice that Jesus made for us, for me. Even though I was feeling like I had nothing left, and having a small pity party, no home, no family, no tree, no lights, no "stuff"... I really have it all. When I decided to give thanks to HIM, it became crystal clear. I have the best family in the world, I have a husband who has loved me for more than 30 years, 2 kids that I am so proud of who love me, and a son-in-law that I wouldn't trade for the world. No matter where I am, I have a roof over my head and a warm meal when I want, the best friends on the planet, and I live in the best country in the world even with all it's troubles that allows me to be free and choose where I want to live and how I want to live. I am so blessed and have to remind myself while even though I miss my "stuff" and my tree...I will soon be with all the people close to me, gathered together at this special time of the year where it's really not about the stuff, but the birth of our Savior, how lucky am I?
If I don't get back here before Christmas-Merry Christmas! And remember, it's not about the stuff....it's about HIM.
I am still in Cheyenne working, which means being away from my husband who has been traveling all over the place with his job as well, we are certainly in a strange time in our lives. Not to mention my married daughter goes back and forth from Detroit to San Diego, and my son is in Northern Colorado at school.
We used to be such a traditional family. Dad worked, Mom stayed home and volunteered at school, kids were active in everything, sports, band, etc. We ate dinner together, bought our Christmas tree on Thanksgiving weekend and did not take it down til New Years.
Gone are the days of our traditional life. And my heart aches for it. My house is rented to strangers, my "stuff" is in a storage somewhere in Fort Worth, my family is scattered, I can't find my address book, so for the second year in a row, no cards. I cannot find my bible, ugh! I love my friends and community in Windsor which is where we have resided for the last 6 years. Working in Cheyenne allows me to visit there often because it is only 45 minutes away. I must say I have really been too busy to be too home sick so far, but now with Christmas approaching...this ache in my heart and gut seems to be getting bigger and lasting longer.
Last weekend I went down for a Christmas party and stayed the night with friends so I could get up and go to church. My church. The one I have not seen in 6 months. I was so emotional (I am always emotional at church, can never make it through without tears), but this week was exceptionally bad... I was homesick, homesick for my house, my tree, my lights, my decorations, my husband, my kids, my dog, my neighbors, my life. Through the whole service I had a lump the size of Texas in my throat. My friends around me not knowing that at any moment I wanted to explode and cry and lay on the floor and have a tantrum that would put any 2 year old to shame. But as we sang and worshiped I looked around and remembered what life is all about. There I was in a church surrounded by friends, and surrounded by God. I had just seen all of my family at Thanksgiving and I will be seeing them again for Christmas. And suddenly things became a little more clear. Its not about the tree, the lights, the stuff...its about our life. Our life as Christians, and the sacrifice that Jesus made for us, for me. Even though I was feeling like I had nothing left, and having a small pity party, no home, no family, no tree, no lights, no "stuff"... I really have it all. When I decided to give thanks to HIM, it became crystal clear. I have the best family in the world, I have a husband who has loved me for more than 30 years, 2 kids that I am so proud of who love me, and a son-in-law that I wouldn't trade for the world. No matter where I am, I have a roof over my head and a warm meal when I want, the best friends on the planet, and I live in the best country in the world even with all it's troubles that allows me to be free and choose where I want to live and how I want to live. I am so blessed and have to remind myself while even though I miss my "stuff" and my tree...I will soon be with all the people close to me, gathered together at this special time of the year where it's really not about the stuff, but the birth of our Savior, how lucky am I?
If I don't get back here before Christmas-Merry Christmas! And remember, it's not about the stuff....it's about HIM.
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