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Things I’m Thankful For . . .

Thankful November 30

The older (and wiser) I get, the more my perspective changes.  I get what really matters.  It’s funny, when I was younger I was all about climbing that career ladder, getting my big break, being on my hustle and my grind, and making it happen – whatever it was.  I still have goals and aspirations.  Now, however, they take a back seat to things a thriving career, and a networking connection can’t get for you.  In honor of the Thanksgiving holiday I was so blessed to celebrate with friends and family dear to me, here’s a look at some things I’m thankful for.

  • A husband who cooks, cleans, is humble, and selfless. He’s an amazing daddy and an incredible marriage partner.
  • Two beautiful boys who are my heartbeat. Their smiles, their unconditional love, and their innocent acceptance make me want to continue to do all that I can for them.  My heart melts when they laugh.
  • Parents who are living, love me and are an integral part of my life.
  • Siblings who are now dear friends.
  • Inlaws who I genuinely love and appreciate.
  • The privilege to homeschool my boys. Yes, I am sacrificing much, but boy, is it worth the sacrifice.
  • A place to lay my head, clothes to put on each day and food to eat. Truly things we usually take for granted.  Truly things to be grateful for.
  • My health. So very precious to be healthy.
  • Joy! The joy of the Lord is truly my strength.
  • Peace of mind. I could write for days on this one ……
  • And last, but certainly not least, the love of Jesus that permeates my being and makes me who I am today.

 

I am grateful.

Live and On Fire Part II

Mrs Always Right

On Monday I talked about some fun things you can do to really enjoy each other as a married couple, when the kids aren’t around. Well, most of us don’t have built in sitter services anytime we want them (though my incredible sisters-in-law are the next best thing). So what can we do to keep the fires burning when we have our little people in tow?

– Put on their favorite movie, go sit in another room, cuddle and talk.
– Put them to bed, surprise your honey with their favorite snack, and put on a movie
– Hide in the bedroom and have a full conversation (not my best idea, but sometimes you just have to)
– Begin each day greeting each other with a hug or kiss
– Did I mention sleep? Sometimes we have to do this in shifts. Technically, it doesn’t count since we’re not doing it together. But we’ll be better for each other after a good nap.

Who’s the Real Superhero?

superhero

My husband posted something profound on Facebook today. It definitely bears repeating. Well said, honey.

I was getting ready to get my little man(4) ready for the day. He did not want to because he had on his superhero underwear and he knew it meant putting a clean one on. I started thinking you are not a super hero because of what you wear…which lead me to thinking about us n our relationship with god. we are not defined by what we do, have or wear. We are ‘super’ because we serve and belong to a ‘super-natural’ God. As such, it’s time we go out and be ‘super’. Rescue some one today, encourage someone today, amaze someone today, avert a crisis today, after all you are a ‘super-hero’ serving a ‘super-natural’ God! ‪#‎Da‬-Real-Super-Heroes

It Takes Two to Make This Thing Go Right ….

My husband and I carefully prepared goals to help our sons achieve in 2015. We prayed about interests, researched classes, signed up for sports, and started saving for activities. We put a lot of time and effort into planning for their year. Charts have been created, schedules synched, and organizational structure implemented. The kids are ready. There’s only one small problem. We’re not. While planning for the little guys, we forgot to plan for the two of us.

Married parents, I think we often forget this. We’re so busy giving our kids every opportunity, affording them every advantage, sacrificing for their desires, that we forget to nurture our marriage. We had to remind ourselves that our marriage is vital, and just like our precious boys, needs attention, care and nurturing. So we’re putting a few things in place to ensure that we make time for our marriage … and each other.

1) Uninterrupted talk time each week. Okay, I know once a week doesn’t sound like much. But with two careers, two side jobs, opposite schedules, and two small boys, once a week sounds like a dream right now.
2) Monthly date night. Now I’ve read many fantastic articles and listened to dynamic speakers talk about dating your spouse once a week. I think it’s a fantastic idea. But we’ve tried. And failed. So I’d prefer to take baby steps and make an effort, than be discouraged because a goal of once a week doesn’t work, and give up. We’ll make those monthly times count.
3) Be sensitive to the other’s feelings. I must admit, I think we do a pretty good job of this now. We recognize when the other is burned out, overwhelmed and just needs a break. And we’re pretty unselfish in granting each other that time and space to relax and refuel. Even with our hectic schedules, I expect this to continue.

Take time to keep your marriage strong and happy. If things are going right with the two of you …. It makes the rest a lot easier to follow.

It’s Our Anniversary ….

He'd come up from his office working on the computer. I was across the room schooling the kids. Our eyes met … that look… that smile … that knowing how the other is feeling and gently saying, "I'm here." and "I support you." without having to release the words. That's what 13 years of marriage is about. He's my best friend, my confidante, always has my back, is a loving husband and an awesome father.

I love you, honey. Happy anniversary.

Wives, Listen Up

My husband is an amazing man. I am very blessed. He is an excellent father, works hard and tries hard in all he does. He even manages to pop in an occasional surprise or two for me. Well he really managed to render me speechless (which is saying a lot) this week.

Wives, listen up

We’re making some big changes in our household. Homeschooling, setting up schoolrooms, revamping office space … it’s a miniature little construction village. When we were in the planning stages a couple of months ago, my husband told me he could finish walls that only had insulation, to make the room inhabitable.

Wives, listen up

I trusted him. I knew he had experience painting. I knew he’d helped his dad with many construction projects. I knew he loved handyman work. But putting up walls? To look like the “real walls” in other parts of the house? Um… wasn’t too sure about that one. But I decided to support his efforts, put out the money, and see what we ended up with.

Wives, listen up

Why am I telling the wives to listen up? Because it’s important to believe in your husband. Support your man. Validate his efforts. But your time, talent, and treasure (yes, family money) into helping him do it. And then trust him to do it. What did I end up with as a result? A room with “real walls” (he even painted them) that looks gorgeous – even better the walls done by the professionals. I’m looking for a way to get the newly painted room as mine, and let him have the old one. Now that part he ain’t having. Lol.

So glad I listened up.

I’m A Kid Again

Me and Dad

It all started about 10am Saturday morning. My husband told all of us to be dressed by noon. He had a special friend coming to visit, he said. I asked a few questions, but he obviously wasn’t giving up any information. So I didn’t press the issue, and decided to let the surprise unfold. I obliged, and was ready on time.

When the doorbell rang, my husband told me to get the front door. And as soon as I saw who it was, I screamed. My Daddy! Visiting all the way from Virginia. It was a fantastic surprise. Only a few weeks before I had talked to my husband about wanting to bring my father for a visit. And here he stood before me. He traveled hundreds of miles of highway … just to see me.

Saying I felt special and honored is an understatement. We talked, we laughed, we reminisced, we shared. It was a short trip. He didn’t have a lot of time to visit because he had to get back. But he’d come all that way … took all that time … made all that effort to arrange a surprise … just to see me.

My Daddy. I’m a happy little kid again. :)