Wednesday, May 20, 2015
This passed weekend was a big one for my oldest son. There is a fine line between sharing and bragging and I am very sensitive to that. Especially because I know that in this house NOBODY is perfect...even if the picture makes it look so.
But I do need to document things and this has been the place where the visual meets the actual in some cases...
And I want to remember these days ...for this boy.
May 16, 2015 Jack and I did a mini triathlon together. After he insisted on entering the event I was excited to do this with him. It was his birthday weekend and I knew it would be fun for him and I to do together. He is VERY much a daddy's guy...Pete is his world and he is fine with filling it with all things dad...so I thought this may be a chance to visit that world with him.
We ran together , and biked together as he competed as the youngest in the competition. He did this...all on his own. Each event he was tired and hesitant to go on, but he did!! I did not do the swim portion with him. I would like to say that I opted out of that so I could cheer him on and coach him through 20 laps...but it was really about my hair. I was not willing to get my hair in that pool...
He finished in 53 minutes and I was exploding with pride and tears. He has not even realized the fact that he has inspired many people by his accomplishment. His siblings and some of his buddies want to compete next year..and you can assured that he inspired me..as always.
And then the best moment of all...his first Holy Communion. The joy and excitement of their first Eucharist is so amazingly wonderful that I can never explain how happy it makes me. He was more than ready..and I can't imagine the grace our Lord has for this boy. His face and heart were glowing with excitement and now he feels like he is a real Catholic boy.
My mom and I decorated the church hall for a party after and made a ton of food. The whole event was very Pinterest worthy...but I never took more than 1 instagram shot...oh well...it's better to live it then share it sometimes.
And then Jack turned 9 the next day. Spending the day making him feel special was a great way to end his 8th year of life and begin his very 1st day as a boy who has the grace of the Eucharist....
My parents were here..and now they are gone ...and that is always hard.
Monday, May 18, 2015
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
I wrote about running yesterday which always makes me cringe just a little. I have been running for 19 years. I have done several races including a 1/2 and full marathon. I am currently running between 4 and 6 miles at least 6 days a week. All that being said...I am not a very good runner. In all that time and miles I have yet to get faster or better at it....see...not exactly the usual outcome of 18 years of doing something.
But the other day while I was somewhat grumbling while getting my running clothes together I had a thought...Anything worth doing is worth doing it badly...then I realized that may not have been my thought alone...thank you Chesterton.
But it so perfectly fit my thoughts it felt like my own. So what I am not good at it..? even the days when I feel like an elephant pounding the ground makes me feel better in many many ways. And when I do get blessed with a run that I feel like I may actually have done this before I know what a gift that is . Either way..I will not stop just because I am not that good at it, no matter how long I work at it!
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Two weekends ago I could not find my headphones before running. Not having that much time I decided to just hurry up and run ...without ear buds, which is not at all what I usually do.
As I was running I decided I would pray a Rosary. Why not? I had plenty of time and it was raining pretty steady so I did not think people who passed me could see my mouth moving.
My history with the rosary is typical. I pray it as often as I can, but not nearly as much as I should. Getting distracted, and dare I say sleepy, seems to be a devotion of it's own for me when I am praying it.
But on this day I was not in danger of falling asleep and I was VERY focused. It felt like a long over due conversation I was having. I would say the mystery and then give a little chit chat along with it. After running out of things to say I would say my Hail Mary's. My mind would wonder after each mystery...but it would be drawn right back. This felt like true prayer for me.
How can that be? I am not on my knees. I am not in adoration? I am not journaling in an adorable journal with a super cute pen. How can this be prayer?
If prayer is supposed to connect and elevate your heart and mind to God then that is exactly what it did that day. And the whole time I am running I am realizing that of course I can pray better like this. This is how He made me...busy and constantly moving, full of thoughts but often short on time. He is always there. Always where I am. Running is no different.
Since that day I have lost my ear buds several times. At first I blamed Emily...she must be taking them. But no, she wasn't. I keep putting them in random places. Now all I can think is God kinda liked our chit chat too!!
Sunday, April 26, 2015
If the sun is shining..the kids ask to play in the hose. It is still 45 degrees but shorts are on and flip flops are found. We get 2 days of sun and life feels so ...easy!
This week is mixed with mostly rain and the hope of sun next weekend...
It is amazing how much weather effects your outlook here...
Friday, April 24, 2015
I had 2 moms show up for Rosary group. THAT. FELT. GREAT.
I celebrated St. George's feast day with a cake and some Playmobil dragons.
I cried a few days in a row.
I finished Brideshead Revisited and LOVED it. It took a little bit to get into...but now it won't leave my brain.
I also finished Brain on Fire...which was a little slow going for me. My friend LOVED it...but after reading Still Alice I just get terrified over what can happen to me.
I am now going to read a really pretty copy of Emma. Reading pretty books makes it more fun.
Jack had his first game on Tuesday in Minors for Little League, Lucy has her first game Friday night. Drew was such a good boy this week and I was ever so happy that he saw the play with us last week. It just feels official that we are a family of 8...he was not left home with a babysitter. It was a big night for us.
We watched the movie Big Eyes on Sunday night and it was really good....people have crazy stories.
My mom and dad are visiting soon and I am so excited about seeing them...it has been way to long.
The sun came out and is supposed to stay for 3 days...Life. Is. Good.
Thursday, April 23, 2015
The other day I was talking with my mom and told her something I had been praying about. She said to me, "Maybe you should ask for a sign..a specific direction that confirms what you are asking."
And I immediately told her..."I did that mom, and He sent me a very specific sign, but I am not sure the sign He sent me was the answer I wanted....so I am waiting for another one."
Not exactly fair play. Please God answer my prayer, as long as it is the answer I want it to be, otherwise I will wait and do nothing???
Now I need the grace to say Yes when I know He has put something on my heart.
Yesterday was kind of a crummy day. I let it get the best of me and it was SO tiring. It is very exhausting being mad all day...not a super great use of time. But last night, after we all were back together I was restored and refreshed. My little eye-roller felt just as crummy as I did and we made even more progress in the whole "this is life" category. I have to remember that sometimes the crummy days are sometimes more fruitful than the GLORIOUS ones...