Showing posts with label house. Show all posts
Showing posts with label house. Show all posts

Friday, August 10, 2012

Friday Letters

Dear Summer,
While I enjoyed the time, I am so glad that you are over. The faster you left the sooner we can get back to my favorite weather, anything not hot.  Thank you for going quickly.

Dear Jenaye and David,
I had so much fun watching you guys this summer. You are both so well behaved. I feel like I have adopted another daughter and son. I hope that we get to spend more time together. I am so proud of you both and know that you will do great in school this year.

Dear House,
I told you I would work on you. Don't you feel so much better now that you are nice and clean? I know that I will have to keep up the cleaning but I am up for the task.

Dear Abbie,
I am so excited about starting homeschool on Monday. I know that you can focus and work and will learn so much. I am excited about all the time we get to spend together. I love you.

Dear Eb,
How was your first week as a one year old? I hope you enjoy your party tomorrow. As for these little fits, you can stop them.

Dear Possible Future Child,
We don't know if and when you will be here. We don't know if you will even exist. But if you do we already love you, and the thought of you.

Dear Paycheck,
Please be enough to cover all the bills and maybe a little extra to cover the cost of some food for the party and for next week.

Dear self,
Please find the motivation to go and exercise.

Dear Hubby,
This was a good week. Thank you for all the encouragement. I have enjoyed our nightly devotions. I know that Abbie loved her time with you watching the Olympics.

Dear Boy Meets World,
You are as entertaining as you were as a child. tee her... So funny. The funniest thing is that I am more focused on the parents' story lines than the kids... times have changed.

Dear God,
You are awesome. Thank you so much for all the details you put into creating us and everything around us. Thank you for sending Jesus for us. 

Dear Readers, 
I had to add something hilarious. My husband shared this commercial with me the other day and it was HILARIOUS!!! I am allergic to tomatoes and yet this commercial makes me want to buy a bunch of Ragu sauce. Enjoy and thank you for reading my blog. 

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Friday, June 22, 2012

Friday Letters

Dear Hubby, 
Congratulations on your interview. I hope that God opens the doors that will lead you to your future career.  


Dear Friend, 
Thank you for meeting with me to catch up and to talk about homeschooling. I have really missed our conversations. 


Dear Children,
Please help me by being peaceful today. I have been so blessed to spend time with you all and am excited about our day tomorrow. 


Dear A/C, 
You still suck. That's not all, this time. What really sucks is you pretending to work then changing your mind. 


Dear My Future Self, 
Whatever is going on when you read this... God is good. God is always good. His grace is sufficient. 


Dear House, 
Please don't be mad when you are still a mess tomorrow afternoon... it takes a little time to get in the habit of organizing. 


Dear devil, 
FU** YOU!!!


Dear God, 
Please protect the hearts and spirits of my family. The devil is scheming and  I can see them beginning to break down. Thank you for loving me when I was unloveable. Forgiving me when I was unforgivable, and consoling me when I am inconsolable. 
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Sunday, June 10, 2012

Scared to let go

I was just at a dear friends house for BBQ. I noticed that my friend was trying to let Eb walk on her own but was scared that she might fall. Just a week ago I was feeling that way. I loved this picture. Even though it is so simple, it says so so much. You can see the anxiousness in my friend hands trying to safe guard Eb. You can also see how oblivious Eb is to my friend. 


I think one of the toughest things a parent does it finding the balance protecting their child and enabling their child to be independent.


I don't think this can be learned once. I notice that I face this particular struggle often. It begins as they are infants. You want to let them walk on their own, but you don't want them to fall. I remember following Abbie around and holding her up as she walked. When a friend told me that it is not only ok to let Abbie fall, but it is actually beneficial. She needed to learn how to take a tumble and how to hold her balance.


As they grow they learn new skills and demand more independence. It can be tricky deciding how much freedom to give them. I believe, no matter how much freedom you do decide to give your child, you need to be there for them if they fall. Children will always get boo boos, they will be physical, emotional, social, or spiritual. 


It is so encouraging to know that God, our Father, does the same thing for us. Although He gives us direction, He has given us free will. He allows us to be independent. When we end up falling, He is always there to pick us up. 


Romans 8:14 " For those who are led by the Spirit of God are the children of God."


James 4:10 "Humble yourselves before the Lord, and he will lift you up."


Romans 8:38-39 " For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord."

Thursday, May 31, 2012

30 Day Blog Challenge: Day 3

Describe your relationship with your parents:


Oh how the tides have changed. When I was a little girl I had a bizarre relationship with my parents. I saw my dad as my prince charming and my mom was the evil witch that was trying to steal him from me. 


Every week my daddy would take me on a date, the majority of times it was to see Beauty and the Beast. He would teach me how to be a princess and what to expect of my future prince. We were in a Daddy-and-Me club called Indian Princesses. When my dad started working more hours, we didn't have much time to go on our little dates. I thought it was a plot from my mom to keep me from spending time with him. When they would go on a date I would get angry. My mom once asked me how she looked and I told her that she needed to cover up. At one point I even told her, "If daddy met me first he would have married me." I had so much anger and jealousy towards her. Looking back it seems so strange and I completely see her side. 


My anger and jealousy turned into hate. In second grade I hated her so much that I used to wish harm on her. My dad was not helpful in the situation. My mom would punish me and he would let me off of the punishments. 


My mom is such an amazing mother. I have no idea how I would have handled a daughter who was spoiled, bratty, and full of hate towards me; but she always treated me with unconditional love. She told me that she didn't raise me, God did. Since they were at a loss of how to raise kids, they went to God in everything. What an awesome example of a godly woman. 


I am still a daddy's girl but now I am much closer to my mom then to my dad. Things are completely different from when I was growing up. It wasn't until I had a child of my own, that my mom became one of my best friends. I have so much respect for her. I now am able to look back and see what I have put her through. I am always amazed at how she handles herself in tough situations. She is so understanding and loving. She knows exactly what to say and when to say it. She does this trick, where when I am sad, all she has to do is ask how I am and I burst into tears. I can hide my feelings from almost anyone but her. She has taught me how to show godly love when someone hurts me. She has taught me to turn to God in all things. 


If my daughters think of me admiration as I do with her, I would know that I have done a great job. 


Proverbs 22:6 "Start children off on the way they should go, 
    and even when they are old they will not turn from it."


Proverbs 31:26-31 
"She speaks with wisdom,
    and faithful instruction is on her tongue. 
27 She watches over the affairs of her household
    and does not eat the bread of idleness.
28 Her children arise and call her blessed;
    her husband also, and he praises her:
29 “Many women do noble things,
    but you surpass them all.”
30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
    but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.
31 Honor her for all that her hands have done,
    and let her works bring her praise at the city gate."



How is your relationship with your parent(s)? 
Has your relationship changed with time?

Monday, May 28, 2012

Making Good Impressions

As my husband sets down the phone my anxieties rise. I know what he is about to say and I know that there is not much time, or is there? My heart starts pounding and I start to contemplate all that needs to be done. Then he says it, "My dad is coming over and will be here in 30 mins to and hour." Ugh, the In-laws. 


Let me explain myself. My husbands parents are divorced and have been since he was a little boy. His father was remarried and now has five more children. His mother has three boys with his father and one after the divorce. I love my In-laws very much and enjoy spending time with them, the only part I don't like is the In-law part. I feel this enormous pressure to please and impress my In-laws. The pressure isn't assisted any by my husbands distance from them. He isn't as close with his parents as I am with mine or as I would like him to be. I so want them to feel welcome and at home with me and in my home. My husband really doesn't understand this concept. He always gets made when I make a mad dash around the house to clean. 


I know what each of them likes and I try to use their likes to make them feel welcome. When my MIL, Mother in law, comes over I turn on Whitney Huston or Celine Dion; she is a little easier to please. For my FIL I bake. A few years ago, when he came to the house, I was baking a cake. He mentioned how lucky Alvin was to have someone who makes delicious food for him and how it reminded him of how his moms house used to smell. Ever since I try to bake something when he comes over. I like to have something that makes him feel relaxed and happy when everything seems to be crazy.


My mom always had a way of making people feel at home in her home. When my aunt would come over, my mom would have her favorite candy. When a friend would come over, my mom would have their favorite game out. I always saw it as an amazing gift of love. 


1 John 4:7 "Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God."


Last night things became a little more difficult when my hubby threw me a curve ball. When the FIL was here, my hubby decided to give something, that was given to me from my dad, to one of his little sisters. He told my FIL that I had said it was ok and that I haven't used it in a long time. I was trying so hard to be self-controlled and to not flip out and make my FIL uncomfortable. When I had a moment alone with my hubby, I tried to explain the position he put me in. How much the item meant to me and how it wasn't fair for him to give away something of mine when I am not even allowed to touch anything of his. I tried to encourage him to give away his item that he doesn't use either but he refused.


I don't know if I was more angry at his actual actions or if I was more mad at the fact that I was blind-sided and embarrassed. I am trying to learn how to let it go. I know that no item is worth the separation from my husband. I also know that I need to show my husband love just as much as I need to show his family. 


1 Peter 3:1-6 "Wives, in the same way submit yourselves to your own husbands so that, if any of them do not believe the word, they may be won over without words by the behavior of their wives, when they see the purity and reverence of your lives. Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as elaborate hairstyles and the wearing of gold jewelry or fine clothes. Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight. For this is the way the holy women of the past who put their hope in God used to adorn themselves. They submitted themselves to their own husbands, like Sarah, who obeyed Abraham and called him her lord. You are her daughters if you do what is right and do not give way to fear."


I love writing. I started this blog angry and stressed and now I feel refreshed and clear headed. Thank you for listening to my ramblings. 


How do you feel around your In-laws? Do you clean up, like a mad woman, before company? How do you handle anger?