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The Gift of Scars

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Today is Aaron's 6th Heaven Day. Has it really been 6 years since I held my late husband's hand? It seems like a lifetime ago and yet I can't believe it has only been 6 years. Grief has a funny way of messing with your perspective of passing time. Last night, Hubs and I snuggled together in bed. I reminded him that tomorrow would be January 9th, Aaron's Heaven Day. He let me process those last few days 6 years ago. We shared stories of our journeys and were able to compare scars. I didn't need to explain the details of what it was like because he could understand; he had lived it. I am in awe of God's goodness and wisdom. How incredible that God has lavished such love and compassion upon me through this man. He has given me a man who can understand the heartache of walking with a spouse through the process of death. He can understand the painful memories of a life where cancer is a member of the family. He can understand the ability to cherish memori

Making space in the Mess-terpiece

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Entering the Christmas season, I had all the details already formed in my mind. It would be perfect. We would sip hot chocolate, blast the Christmas music, and decorate our home to rival any Better Homes and Gardens magazine page. Naturally, this would all be done while smiling and laughing. This would be the best Christmas season a blended family ever had! I’m sure you can guess that it did not go the way I had planned. Hubs and I were 4 months into blending two families, each with a 7-year-old boy and established traditions. He entered the marriage with a Homer Simpson talking Santa stuck in a chimney…to be prominently displayed on my BH&G themed mantel. Along with Homer, our stockings were mismatched and my boys continued to add random “decorations” making the focal point mantel a bit eclectic rather than classic chic. Within 20 minutes of decorating, my bonus son was sent to his room for some calm down time and my biological son was laid out on the couch sick. Tear

New Normal: School edition

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Yesterday, we rolled into another phase of our new normal - A new school year! MP3 was worried going in to first grade without knowing who was in his class. Once we got on our bikes, he got really excited, remembering all the friends he made last year, recess, learning, and all the things he loves about school. Bman was very excited coming into the homestretch, which was a huge feat since it has been a tearful process dealing with moving to a new school. He didn't get nervous until we were walking into the building and down the hall. Within a few minutes, a boy we were put in touch with a few weeks ago (we knew he was going to be in Bman's class) walked in and Bman realized the science sign was over his group of desks and the nerves were gone. To be honest with you, I struggled walking out of the building. Change is hard. Change, even when good and right, is hard. Adjusting to that change, settling into the new normal is a struggle for me.  Often times it is

What Wondrous Love is This

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Over the past few months, tune of "What Wondrous Love is This" has run through my head over and over again. "What wondrous love is this, O my soul, O my soul! What wondrous love is this, O my soul!" What wondrous love indeed! Hubs and I celebrated our wedding 1 month ago, on July 13, 2018 with our friends, families, our sons, and our God! I can't believe it has been one month already! What wondrous love my Hubs has for me. The poor man came home to his new bride on the one month anniversary of our wedding day with a horrible headache in jammies folding laundry and watching the Office. Without hesitation or mention of what he had planned, he snuggled in to finish folding and cuddle through the end of the episode before putting me in bed with a back massage! What a man!!! He has served me in more ways than I can count! He has graciously walked with me as we figure out how to meet one another's needs as the OTHER one needs them to be met, not how we want