A Lifetime of Love

I spent my morning at the doctor’s office with Ta and T.G. I missed Ta’s 2 year visit originally scheduled in March (due to another computer problem!) so it was a routine appointment. Except that anyone with kids knows there is no such thing as “routine”. Turns out he has a sinus infection and while we were there, the doctor went ahead and looked at the baby to save me from having to come back. T.G. has a double ear infection. I went in thinking the visit was free (insurance covers well visits 100%) and ended up spending $81 due to the various medications both kids were prescribed! Plus, I still feel yucky. I actually feel a little better; I just don’t have much of a voice. My kids are happy, and probably TJ too, but I hate it because I have to repeat myself more than I normally do! TJ felt sorry for me since I wasn ’t feeling well and didn ’t go to Charlotte after work. He mowed the front lawn and I hung outside with the kids and watched. With him home to help, we were able to have ...

Isn't it great! I still feel yucky today but I have friends coming over from the MOMS Club to do a Bible study. This is the last week so I feel compelled not to cancel. I have enjoyed leading this study. I have gotten to know some of the moms who participated better, especially those who are new to the Club. I am going to lead another study, but we need to decide if we’re going to continue through the summer or take a break. I prefer to go through the summer, but that means more people in my house since school will be ending soon! Whatever is decided, we are going to study “Lies Women Believe and the Truths that Set them Free” by Nancy Leigh DeMoss. I did this study about 3 years ago and it’s awesome. I look forward to going through it with the Club; it will be very beneficial for all, I hope. Our home computer is broken so I am forced to rely on TJ’s old laptop. I hate laptops, in particular the lack of a mouse, and pray TJ finds time to fix ours. He has meetings in Char...

I want to explain why I love the 2 books I read. The first, “Tallahassee Higgins”, is about a girl who goes to live with her aunt and uncle while her mother moves to California to try to get a break into Hollywood. The book describes Tallahassee’s search to find out more about her mother, her father, and her life as she adjusts to living with her aunt and uncle. I identified with Tallahassee because, although my mother never abandoned me, I moved around often, as did Tallahassee, until 7th grade. I know what it is like to constantly switch schools and have to make new friends, never feeling like you belong; I did it my entire life! Some years we’d move 2 or 3 times in the same year. I went to 12 schools in 13 years- you do the math! The second, “Dear Mr. Henshaw”, is about a boy who writes to his favorite author. I identified with him because his parents divorced, and he describes his feelings regarding the situation in his journals. In this story, the dad drives an 18-wheeler...

Since the weather was rainy on Saturday, we had an opportunity to be together as a family for the entire day. Th’s baseball game was cancelled so TJ and the boys went with the baby and me to run errands. We had a good time considering the boys hate to run errands. When we got home, we caught up on some indoor things that needed to be taken care of such as switching Ta’s clothes from size 18 months to 2T and storing stuff in the attic. We also played around with the boys. It was me versus TJ, Th, & Ta. We had fun, and the boys had a great time wrestling around. I have been fighting a cold or something since late last week. It finally hit me full-force yesterday. I woke up feeling horrible, and today is even worse. I am achy everywhere, my ears and throat hurt, and I just want to sleep. I finished Th’s scrapbook pages but still need to complete the other child’s and the 2 title pages. I was hoping to get more accomplished, but since I slept most of the afternoon, that didn’t happen! ...

Yesterday was a productive day. I began working on the scrapbook pages for Th’s teacher. I haven’t scrapbooked in almost a year, and it was nice to be able to get back into it, even if only for a short time. I told TJ he could use the space for his computers since I don’t have as much time to devote to scrapbooking as I’d like. It seems like he is constantly helping someone out with a computer problem, so it makes more sense to use the space for that rather than my summertime hobby. After I finish these pages, I will pack everything up for storage. That will be difficult to find as it seems we are quickly outgrowing our house! I’d like to store everything where I can access it when needed. I have to make a total of 9 pages by next Friday, and I have the layout completed for 1. 4 of the pages will be the same, so it’s really just a matter of copying everything once I get the 2 of them finished. I will try to take some pictures when I get them completed. It has been so hot here ...

Today is officially “Go-Up-To-Heaven Day”, coined by Th himself. Let me explain. . . In the van on the way to preschool, Th asked how old you had to be to go to Heaven. I explained that God doesn’t have a set age; He’ll take people whenever He’s ready. He then asked how old Annabelle was (she was my grandfather’s wife- she passed away last March and is the only person Th knows on a personal basis who has died). I told him, and before ending the conversation, I said we never know when God is going to bring someone home to Heaven. It could be today, or next week, or in a very long time. That’s when he said the aforementioned phrase. I think it’s awesome that his mind comprehends such abstract concepts. I can truthfully say at 4 years old I did not have an understanding of God, Heaven, or Hell. God really was a mystery until I got saved at almost 19. Sure, I believed in God, or I should say I believed there was a God, but I did not understand true salvation until after joining the Air For...

until they open their mouths! I was running errands with all 3 of my darlings. As I was waiting in line to pay, an elderly woman walked by and commented on how cute my kids were. Th piped up with his own comment: “Wow! She’s really old!” I wasn’t brave enough to turn around to see if she heard him, but the woman directly in front of me did and she laughed so hard I thought she was going to fall over. I obviously couldn’t see the look on my face, but I could feel it turning the same shade of red as my shirt. I absolutely wanted to sink into the floor! I am thankful for these wonderful, teachable moments! I explained (again!) that sometimes we don’t say things even though we think them. I hope he understands this time. . . or at least waits until he’s with TJ to say something embarrassing! It always seems to happen when he’s with me!