Dusting off the Old Keyboard

Wow! It's been over two years since I last blogged. The other day I realized that I didn't have an outlet for all the crazy ideas and thoughts running around in my head. Sure, there are people to talk to...however, I live in a house full of testosterone and the reality is...they don't really care to hear all my talk.

I need to choose my words wisely when I speak at home. My men only seem to be able to take in a minimum of conversation and most of those conversations start something like, "What would happen if you fell asleep with your eyes open? Would they dry up? Would they fall out?" You get the gist.

So for whomever cares to read about my crazy musing...feel free to tune in. If you know me personally, you know I have an opinion and I would love to share it!!!! Especially in a dramatic sort of fashion.

We'll see what I come up with...stay tuned!

light reading

I like to read. I love to read. Immersing myself in the story, oblivious to my surroundings is a favorite pasttime. I like to consider myself a reader of quality material. Even as an adult I revisit some of the classics of my youth, hoping to unfold new and exciting meaning from familiar or not so familiar stories.


Having children, more specifically boys, I find myself on a quest for reading material that will pull my young, male children into the exciting world of reading. Alas, it is not always that easy. So many books...so little time...and yet many books...not so great!


However, picture books have always held a special place in my heart. Not only the great story...but great ART! Two of my favorite things! It's hard for me not to find a picture book I don't like. And so my latest and greatest addition to a secret personal collection:

Ah, yes...I have a personal love affair with my beloved Skippyjon Jones. He and I met when B was in preschool and I have remained a HUGE fan ever since. I know...it is less than refined...it won't elevate my mind to spiritual heights...but dag-nab-it...it sure puts a smile on my face.

I love you Skippyjon...

seasons

Wow! It's been months since I last posted...who knows if anyone is actually still reading. Does is really matter? I started this blog to keep my family in Colorado connected with us while we resided in Florida. Just over two whirlwind months ago we finally had the chance to relocate to Denver. I am ecstatic....exhausted, overwhelmed, emotional....and yet ecstatic.

This has been and still is a very trying season for me personally. Painful, joyful, exciting, gut wrenching...faith altering. Honestly, I find myself spending most of my time hiding in denial...afraid to let myself go into that deep place within that really sees and feels the rawness of my experiences. Feeling most times as if I enter that place I will come completely undone. Deep down I know I need to come undone...to be remade, refined by this experience...but for now I must function...so I keep myself flitting above the surface...doing laundry, making lunches, picking up dog poo, trying to keep food on the table with growing boys...you know...daily living stuff.

Soon...soon...I'll be able to find a safe place to finally let myself be with my deepest core...but for now...I'll observe the change of seasons from a safe distance. It's beautiful here....

getting ready

Well, the countdown continues. Almost 3 weeks till lift off. Wow! I can hardly believe it. My sister, brother-in-law and my parents have been working tirelessly to get the apartment ready for our arrival. I am truly humbled at my sister and brother-in-law's selflessness to open their home to us. They, and my parents, are truly my 'Jesus with skin on', during this life transition.
It gets a little overwhelming, thinking about, planning and actually packing up 8 years of life in Florida to move cross country. But I am sustained by the fact that in 3 weeks I'll be living...yes, living in Colorado once again, near my family whom I love and have missed desperately. I'm excited for my small family as we look forward to not only the awesomeness of Colorado (it truly is God's country...trust me...I've seen most of the U.S. and Colorado is in the top 5) but the incredible gift of being near family. A and I didn't have the opportunity to grow up near our cousins and it is something we so desperately wanted to give our children. Now, this gift is just around the corner. Summers and Christmases spent with cousins have established a fun and wonderful relationship that we're excited to see grow.

Well, it's back to the boxes. We'll be circling the wagons soon enough and heading West young man...onto new and thrilling adventures!