A friend e-mailed me last night. Actually ROFL I got lots of e-mails last night and more IM's then I've gotten in a long time. They were flying around there for a bit. But thats a whole nother hillarious subject. And for those of you who missed much, the blog wasn't that controversial, it was just received rather "differently" then expected. And I decided to remove the attention from me. It wasn't written to get attention it was written to straighten things out in my pea-brain. *grin* And their straightened out, and I had a LOVELY time catching up on the boards.
Anyhow thats not what I wanted to blog about. I wanted to blog about two sentences that a friend wrote in her e-mail that hit me very powerfully, and summed life up but good.
I didn't get her permission to use the sentences 'cause I was lazy. *snicker* So she'll remain anonymous unless she indicates otherwise.
I think we both share a rather unusual gift. Watching your child endure some of the things ours have been through with courage and character certainly whacks other things right back into perspective.
I have had a long emotionally charged year and 3 months. I've been stretched and torn in ways I'm still amazed by. And you know what? 98% of the things that used to totally stress me out don't. Because I have perspective. I KNOW what counts! What counts is a healthy happy family. What counts is the small things like chasing salamanders with my kids, and living at the lake for the day.
Snuggling with a cranky baby, and listening to a baby breathe just so that I know she IS breathing.
Rainee desatted to 80 for over a minute the night we got home from camping. I wanted to hold her and never let her go. But I didn't I left her sleeping in her crib and listened to her breathe. It was the worlds best sound!
My perspective was changed. And I'm so greatful for it.
Every day I have with Rainee is a precious gift, and every day I watch her learn some simple and easy for other kids skill I cheer her on. And celebrate life.
How can one stress about who likes who, or whether my house is better then somebody elses house, or my kids better then somebody elses kids when I have a daughter who can breathe.
Oh I want to strangle my kids on a regular basis. And they make me mad, and they make HUGE GIGANTIC messes. ROFL But, their beautiful and their mine, and you hurt them and trust me I'll get violent!
I met a girl in our campground. My sisters age and looked a lot like my sister. (17 year old one) She is adopted. She was sweet and adorable. She has 5 biological siblings she hasn't seen in years 'cause her parents couldn't "afford" to adopt more.
I can't afford my kids really. But Oh my I could never seperate them ever. I can't imagine HD not knowing Princess, or Princess not knowing MariMan. And I was challenged that the walk I'm walking is the right one for me.
Even if it does exhaust me and stretch me in ways uninmaginable.
Even if my drug babies do stupid things. The same stupid things over and over and over beccause they have some missing connections in their brain due to the fact that their idiotic birth mother couldn't take care of herself.
Remember my scarey fire stories from Christmas time? Well we've been RELIGIOUS about keeping matches way way way out of sight. Yesterday in the rush of unloading the van DH forgot to relocate the matches. HD took the matches out and started a fire in our camp fire ring. At least he showed enough brains to keep it there.
But I was challenged, and depressed momentarily. And then I remembered I signed up for this. I knew that raising my kids wasn't gonna be easy, but then I think of that girl who doesn't know her siblings, and I rejoice that I can keep these ones together, and God will hopefully protect my property and house from burning down! Or flooding away, or well any other imaginable things. And if he took my house or my property, well we'd figure something out. Cause we're a family, and we're bonded for life!
This dirty face is mine. And I love her!
These two deliciouslly goofy boys are God's gift to me. They keep me on my toes, and constantly challenge my ability to come up with more creative and safe ways of disciplining and training them.
I can do this. I have perspective.
I have a God who gives me strength and friends I can play with when I get too stressed out. HEHE.
God is good!
All the time!
All the time!
God is good!
Comments (7)
Absolutely beautiful. *hugs*
You are amazing!
I am so glad that your perspective is so Great!! I still wonder and worry about Jessie getting moved from our house. It is the hardest thing to live with, but live with I must. She is coming next week for a sibling visit, so I am praying that all goes well for her and her 2 brothers.
Perspective and SOME balance are essential, eh? GREAT beach bummies there! God IS good all the time ~ we are just blessed to get to testify to that!
Heheh. I'm glad I caught that blog before it disappeared, you know. And I just had to pick up my girl and give her a big hug and hear her say she loves me. Even if she is just manipulating me...
You are such a blessing and encouragemnt to me!!!
Your children are so blessed to have you for their mother....
Hope that you are having a great week!!!!
Thanks for writing that. I needed to hear it.
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