and found comfort.
i’m still crying.
if you know my oldest son and you know my heart, then you know my pain and comfort in this post. there are others.
go here: Notes From The Trenches – the things we don’t write about
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and found comfort. i’m still crying. if you know my oldest son and you know my heart, then you know my pain and comfort in this post. there are others. go here: Notes From The Trenches – the things we don’t write about it’s a wonderful thing! speaking of blessings, two nights in a row i have gotten 6 hours of uninterrupted sleep! that hasn’t happened in well over a year. aaahh. rest. how wonderful. now, if i can just get my children as exhausted as this everyday of the year! the grand bash has been hinted about in many places, but not openly addressed. why yes, i am always up for a good party! are ya kiddin’ me?! however, seeing as how we are leaving this residence on saturday, yes, that is approximately 3 days away, and i have yet to get my new utilities turned on, mail transferred, or my house sufficiently packed or cleaned, i am a’feared that the much anticipated shindig will have to happen after we are no longer here. mandy has offered up, with a tiny suggestion, her abode for the fun. and we will probably wait until clayton’s day off hits a weekend (since my husband would be sorely disappointed to miss him!). plus, that will get all of us mamas through the first couple of weeks of school. not to mention, it will give all you monticellonians a wonderful chance to save for and plan meticulously for the extravagant food and beverages that should flow at a parker party. so, come on, people, get to plannin’! the kids want cheese pizza. mark likes the tgifriday’s spinach artichoke dip, pearl’s fond of mandy’s parmesan chicken, lee, mandy and i are a little more than fond of any dessert with chocolate in it, and taylor, pull out all the stops we need some fine food, man! the captain must be served to a certain trooper and his ride-along buddy, the vino will be well appreciated by many, and i might even step up to one good glass of the blackberry! let’s do it! ps, for a more informal get-together we are having one last sale/giveaway this friday and saturday and we will be packing a u-haul on saturday. come join the fun without the leisure! i just rolled down through my previous posts, checking for new comments, and something hit me. why don’t i learn? the progression of the posts: grumble. disbelief – how’s this gonna work? grumble. realization. beginning of belief. gratitude. ready to step out. blessings. wow. every time. and there are always every times. you think i would get it by now. i always love it when people are astounded by the hard-headedness of the israelites in the desert. i’m not at all. i’d have fit right in. obviously. as usual, i am now ready to set up my altar to the Lord for His blessings. you know, until the next trial comes. [which by the way, is probably about 4 days away :) ] i have to hurry because my daughter has already been hit in the nose with a light saber while i’ve been sitting here. WE HAVE KEYS TO A DUPLEX IN OUR POSSESSION!!! we move this weekend. it’s not the hood. they have hourly police patrols. it’s not too far from our oldest’s school and not far at all from pearl’s work. it’s right at our price range (not the arm and leg we were gonna have). not a terrible deposit. it’s 2 bedroom so we’ll be cozy :). and if the usda home loan goes through we can get out of our lease. the landlord is a family friend of pearl’s parents. thank you, brandon. i don’t have to have original paperwork to register my son (i’ve lost his birth certificate in the move). i can just take copies. i go tomorrow to him and then to kindergarten orientation tomorrow night. wednesday at 2p i have a consultation appointment with a certified nurse midwife in. now, for money to move. a church home. and friends. you know, more of the small stuff. ;) but, good grief, He’s already handled so much, i’m not quite so worried anymore! thanks for your prayers. more later. i have packing to do. and rescuing of a girl. |
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