This past week was a roller coaster of emotions. One minute was a breakfast table of happy monkeys that Mama had bought the healthy kind of pop tarts....The next hour was the same three fighting over who's turn it was to sit in the front seat. One moment was a happy little girl riding her bike with no training wheels and a super proud mama....The next hour was a teary eyed Mama packing away little clothes that would never be worn again by her little chicks. One day was a woman frustrated that her man always had to use logic instead of his heart.....The next day she couldn't stop watching the way he loved on their babies.....The way he grabbed a barbie to smash a spider from crawling up his wife's leg...The way he helped his boy hit a baseball....The way he went to his job every day to work hard to pay the bills so his wife could be a stay at home mama to these crazy amazing adorable monkeys that on certain days....she thought about selling them to the zoo. This roller coaster? It's called love...it's not all ooey-gooey......it's not for the fainted hearted. It's the journey that shapes us....molds us and changes us. To be all that we are created to be. It's a beautiful crazy ride.....and if you can hang on thru the painful bumpy parts....I can promise you....
There are way more breath taking beautiful parts....each moment is worth it!
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
"I think the most beautiful love song that I know that was written by man, as we know love songs, was sung by Simon and Garfunkel and it goes when you’re weary, even sad, tears are in your eyes, pain is all around, like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down. That could be Christ’s song." ... "But that is a little love song. The big love song is eternity: God so loved the world that He gave us Jesus, and whosoever believes in him will never die, never die, and be in communion with God for eternity."
Thursday, June 5, 2014
This has been a long and rough week.....last night I went to bed determined that today would be much better and we are closer to the weekend. This morning I woke up, made coffee and realized I was COMPLETELY OUT of my amazing and yummy Bailey's French Vanilla creamer. I told myself..".ok, don't let this make you grouchy....just do the healthy thing you've been trying to switch to for years"....so I poured in some vanilla soymilk and some honey. I sat down on the couch and started sipping.... listening to the birds and feeling the amazing cool breeze come in the open windows. 2 little monkies started yelling and fighting downstairs....I go downstairs, deal with the issue, and come back up to my happy place. I sit down with my healthy coffee (that really just doesn't taste as good as normal) and take a deep breath. "Today is going to be a great day!" I tell myself......I keep sipping, I start writing in my journal......the next thing I know I'm getting shot IN THE FACE with a nerf gun. As coffee went flying everywhere, and I tried hard to ignore the tears that filled my eyes from the awful pain in my face......I realized 3 little monkies were watching me....with very large, horrified eyes. And then the guilty little adorable monkey burst into tears. I scooped her in my arms and told her I was just fine, gave her proper shooting instructions, wiped away her tears, and told her I loved her. So maybe things have to get worse before they get better. I have a choice today......I can put on my big girl pants and keep having a happy heart......OR??? I could just run away to a tropical retreat very, very far away. Today, I choose #2. Someone please notify Papa Monkey that he needs to pack his bags and come find me ;)
Sunday, June 1, 2014
There comes a point in your life where you have to stop and take an evaluation of your life and do a heart checkup. Am I headed down the path of light or darkness? Have I chosen people full of kindness, compassion, integrity, and joy to be my travel partners? Who is the captain of my ship? And sometimes? Even when we are adults....we get sidetracked or blind-sided...and we have seasons where we have to stop and steer our ship in a different direction. And it's ok....it doesn't mean we are weak....it's a sign of growth....and it's a sign that we have learned what we were supposed to learn....and we move on....in courage and hope. The best is yet to come!!!!