rain drops & morning light

Burst of laughter from the other room.

BFF on spring break spending time.

Her girl friends come for dinner. They laugh until her face hurts.

Beams of sunlight shining on raindrops clinging to new blooms on trees.

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All six of us travel together.

Running late, road blocked because of a moving house . . . caught in a time warp & somehow we get there with a few minutes to spare.

Beautiful Mass that lifts spirits.

More blessings & prayers for her.

In the car I  tease about religious life . . . she begs me to stop.  I laugh and enjoy the jive talk all to much.

The philosopher allows me to photograph him.  I smile at his long locks.  The curls makes me think of the times when his hand fit in mine.

A ballet to see at the Peace Center for the girl who loves to dance. She asks the fisherman to join us – he accepts.

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He gives me a glance that says, ” help me out of this one” and I giggle because she’s to excited to back out now.

Even though he’s one who has to figure out what is going on. . . he lets it go, relaxes and enjoys the night.

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I’m out of sorts all week and see what should go better. It weighs on me.  I keep telling myself to find the blessings.  I fall short and never jot them down.   Some days I don’t look – many  slip away.

I read it again that morning;  give thanks in all circumstances. . .  I know this, I remind myself. 

and then I’m chatting with Charming in the kitchen filled with warm morning light.  He tells me about his day to come,  and I almost miss the beautiful glow coming in. I look out. It startles me and I say,

Oh, . . . That’s so beautiful.

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I grab  the closest camera to me, my phone . . . I move away from the conversation so fast he thinks there is something wrong.

I run outside chasing the gift before the morning sunlight moves and the woods stop looking like a magical land.

and this glorious moment of fog, light and raindrops puts me back to where I need to be.

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Gifts

down town with the fisherman, and company last night

a class to go to learn about trauma and recovery

sleeping late

lunch in the park with my girls

great coffee

warmer days

problems being solved

she seems to have more energy everyday

brisk mornings

the washer sounding like a printer & without fail he asks  “what are you printing in the laundry room” without fail I laugh

 

our normal

Getting the pills down before bedtime is required the nights before labs. And because of this late medication time I know the headache will be so bad he keeps the eyes closed for our early morning drive.

keeping the heart is top priority . . . always. 

I juggle people making sure everyone is in place before the drive.

Charming’s car is down – he takes the truck to school for classes starting at nine.  But first drops the brother off at work. . .  running from town to town to get the job done.

he drives over a 100 miles this day.

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Then back home to hangout with our girl by 11 . . . our girl the world has embraced – the girl who loves music.

and everyday she is doing more and more . . .   eye closing in. . . that smile widens.

 my heart rejoices

the little one in the care of the best Nana.

a sigh of relief

I feel familiar here

We grab that morning cup of Jo only for me and roll out back into traffic . . .  back on track.

Something strangely comforting here I say,  with this trip I feel like we are finally getting back to our normal.

He agrees, closes his eyes and says: “Thank you for driving me. . . I know the perfect place for lunch today.” 

I smile happy to be with him.

happy for our normal

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Gifts

no work for the Fisherman over the weekend & the little one rejoices. “Yay, Dad’s home” she sings. and I know she’s right

She sings the Sister Suffragette

Lucy surprises with colorful tulips on Valentines day

beautiful sunrise & reflection over Lake Hartwell 

knowing the fisherman can fix that car

safe trips

good report back from blood work

birds singing

warm, beautiful days

everyone working hard

medications to keep us going

a great lunch yesterday in a new favorite place

work for the fisherman today

teaching her

visits filled with love, cookies & sandwiches from his mom & sisters

 

for all Mothers

Yesterday Stevie Wonder asked me to meet him down town. He said he was going to Mass and then he would be off to the  surprise birthday party for the “Best Nana”.

Well, the kid didn’t show up.  

I sat through Mass alone and after I called him.  Like any mother, I worry what will become of my 18 year old son. 

 I couldn’t get an answer.  His phone was turned off. 

Finally, when I did talk to him – I calmly said, “Stephen, where were you?” He said “Mother, I was doing  the work of my father.”   I knew what he was referring to but still, I was lost. 

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Then he says, “I was at the Abortion Clinic with Vic”.  . . ” We thought since it was Mother’s Day weekend we should be praying for all mother’s and their babies.” 

My heart filled with  pride for this wonderful son of mine and his loving friend.  I thought two things. . . .  How very, very beautiful! and were the heck did these kids come from?

Happy Mother’s Day Y’all!!! 

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 Sunday Snapshot |  Sunday in my City

bring your sense of humor

It has been decided by the board . . .that would be me. . .if you step into my life  you need to bring your sense of humor. .  .

For this is my life in a nut shell. . . 

 and I often wonder why  the number one blogging rule is if you have something interesting to blog about you just don’t have time to blog it?

Last week the week started off with a bang: It is now official my baby boy, Matthew, is 20! 

20  y’all!  20!!!

Now that I have said it out loud and everyone knows I have a 20 year old son, I really don’t think I’ll ever say it again.

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The very next day, I allowed, Stevie Mike, my new driver to drive himself and his sister to their science class.  Not 15 minutes later the phone rang. When I saw it was Stephen calling I distinctly  knew something was wrong.

This new driver of mine had driven over roofing nails. That would be 18 roofing nails to be exact. Two tires later I thought all was right with the world   . . . and then . . . a few days later someone hit my parked car.

 Don’t ask who it was because I will NEVER tell.

 I promised the best Nana I wouldn’t say a word about who did it and I won’t. You guys know me. . . when I say I’ll keep a promise – I keep it! and that is that!

Speaking of the best Nana . . . she and I took Roy Orbison and her BFF strawberry picking and nothing seemed to happen that day. We just had a good time.                            

At least that is how I remember it.  

It just so happened that last week someone actually (( other then the best Nana ))  found my blog interesting enough to recommend it as a blog to see. I was so thrilled about all this but I didn’t have the time to post about all that excitement and then I completely forgot about it  . . .and it appeared as if I didn’t care at all,   but I did and do. . . very much.

The weekended was wonderfully quite with the three older ones gone spending time at my sister in law’s house.

 Mark and I were able to recharge.

That was a good thing because Monday was coming and around here you never know what an ordinary Monday might bring to the life of a homeschooling mother.

I knew Monday morning I had to be at the oral surgeons by 8 with son number one to have four teeth removed. I was told everything should go smooth and thought okay good. I could use nice smooth Monday.  When we were leaving  the nurse just happened to mention how I should switch the ice pack every 20 minutes keeping both sides of his face iced for a full 12 hours and just replace the gauze every hour on the hour with a fresh  pad until 6 tonight.   . . .Okay! there goes my easy quite day this one told me I was going to have.


Little did I know how true THAT would turn out to be. 
As soon as I got Matthew home Stevie Wonder tells me how much his knee hurts and he thinks he needs to go to the doctor. I take a look at his knee and see that it is hot and swollen. I tell him we can’t go yet but, we will go as soon as we can.  We have to wait until I get his brother settled and I know he will be okay. 

As Stephen and I are reviewing our his school work ~ Liz said she wanted to play on the front porch. She came back in in a rush saying . . .”I can’t play out there! There are four snakes in the yard!”.

 FOUR SNAKES!!!!!!!!!! IN THE YARD!!!!

 Stephen springs into action and runs out the door. Matthew is groggy still on the couch and says “what??? who??? oh okay. . . “ and goes back to sleep. I on the other hand . . . I panic!!! Okay! that’s not really the truth  . . .

I TOTALLY PANIC!!!!!!!!!!! like in. . . I FREAK OUT!!!!!!

Stevie Wonder turns himself into Indiana Jones (( minus being afraid of snakes )) and battles the snakes in our yard. He captures them and wrestles them into a bucket and completely saves the day. . . NO! He TOTALLY! saved the day! 

My mighty Matt. . .still groggy on the couch. . .wondering why is mother his mother is screaming at the far in of the house but not with it enough to find out goes back to sleep.

My oldest daughter Kathryn causally walks out to see what was going on and then goes back upstairs to finish her math test.    As all this is going ~ the best Nana, my sister Margaret ((sometimes I call her Lucy)), her boys, Brian and Alex, swing by the house to see the patient who just has his teeth removed. Little did they know what they would be walking into.

The boys are thrilled and want to find out how they can move into our little house in the woods that seem to attract so much excitement.

Their mother . . .my sister Lucy. . . TOTALLY PANICS !!!! NO! SHE TOTALLY FREAKS OUT!!!!!!  She throws her soothing gift of ice cream at my oldest son and jumps on the couch screaming. 

In the end. .  .
My savior Indie takes his two cousins, his sister Kathryn and  three snakes to another home releasing them into the wild. When he get back to our home he says . . . “Mother, I really need to go to the doctor now. My knee is killing me.”


 and I wonder. . .how can I get my savoir to the doctor today if I can never leave the house again. I mean after all . . .Lizzy said she saw four snakes. 
Until Next time. . .

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