Wednesday, September 4, 2019

But all moms staying home won’t fix our culture.

I read this on Instagram today. It was part of a huge rant about many things, including women being told they can't do thus and such...it made me sad. When did women forget who they are? When did they decide they have to strive for so much? I think if most of us looked at our husbands and the stress they carry from providing for and protecting...perhaps we wouldn't be all that interested in taking that on.

I'm sure the poster is correct. All moms staying home won't fix our culture. All moms shouldn't stay home. It's a pretty intense level of selflessness that not everyone can muster (I fail many times a day...no perfect pictures here). I guess my sadness is that yes, the culture is broken and, yes, unless the people whom God has endowed with the gifts to nurture and love start choosing to do just that...there is no fix in sight.


Wednesday, July 24, 2019

Time passages

We'll start with Al Stewart...
Well I'm not the kind to live in the past
The years run too short and the days too fast
The things you lean on are the things that don't last
Well it's just now and then my line gets cast into these
Time passages
I've always liked this song so that's, what, like 40 years now? You see where I'm going. It's the end of July and we have had our share of added excitement this summer but still, where did that summer go? It seems, when you're on this side of the hill, time moves at a much quicker rate.

Let's look at July in fast-forward...the way we lived it.

4th of July
Yes, there were three days prior but I don't know what happened exactly, other than planning for this day. An extremely HOT parade, home to fete mom's 83rd, then off to a really terrible ballgame with Uncle Dave. God is good...excellent reason to head home early and regroup.

How cute are these two?



Rocco, C and Rocco, A bring the banner 
her last official duty as right guard


Ahh, this porch. I'm so glad it's ours.

silly Grammy




We stayed long enough to see the pierogies race

and even saw some fireworks after we got home!
July 9th (and 10th)

On the 9th we remembered our sweet blonde's arrival to the world...we would never be the same! I'm guessing she'll always remember her 9th birthday (in addition to the coolness of turning 9 on the 9th) because this was our last day to visit our old home; the one she was brought home to all those years ago. We parked the car and took a walk to our favorite Chinese place for her birthday dinner, then took some time to say good-bye to all the things we loved. It was a good house, full of memories.
I won't miss the crummy little side potty. at all. 

I will miss the floors and the woodwork 
and the wonderful flights (three!) of stairs - so many little people, up and down...


and my dear, beloved, laundry chute

We came with a 1-year-old and a microscopic person and we're leaving with these great gifts

God is unbelievably generous


this may have to be the Christmas card this year

he painted the rainbow so she would be happy and move to the third floor when she was 5 to accommodate the others who had come along after her

many happy memories

we all shed tears that night


back to our new home to celebrate this wonderful girl - #9!

We closed on the house July 10th. We all went to the closing and the kids did an amazing job of standing and watching as many, many papers were signed. We were happy to meet the new owners - they seem to have an appreciation for the home we have loved for 13 years.

I have no pictures of the closing. We were really, really trying to get out quickly to make it to the pool - swim lessons for tiny guy!

We were so blessed with the two weeks he was in lessons - beautiful weather every day...I'm at that tan stage where my feet look dirty on the top and that's my happy place. He missed the last day of lessons but I think he was OK with that...

July 18 - KENNYWOOD!!!

Not just any day at Kennywood, either, it was SLOVAK Day!!! We had officially resigned from our Slovak dance group (high schoolers take up a lot of time) but the leader asked if we would return one last time to help because some of the kids went to Europe for the summer and they needed more kids for the show. Of course...it's mainly so we can see all our nun-friends from Sisters of the Divine Redeemer.









He likes to dance but, of course, this is his favorite part of the day :0)

Prior to the "plunge" on Pittsburgh Plunge. He was a wee bit anxious.




See? More nuns!

💗

another Kennywood in the books



Start of School 

Somewhere in there we also "started school". It's in quotes because the first few weeks, like most schools, consist of a little work and a lot of "activities".  We welcomed our new class of 2nd, 4th, 5th, 7th and 9th graders. That's one of those time hops! How did we get from here...



to here...





May our first "official" year as Our Lady of Good Counsel homeschool be blessed!
The rest of the month hasn't happened yet but we can talk about it now. 

July 26 - #16!

On Friday, we will celebrate our 16th year of marriage. That's definitely one of the hardest time passages to appreciate but I know it's true. As mind-boggling as it is, in a few short months, we will enter into the year 2020! We had our heads down and were plowing through the babies and the illnesses and the fun and the family time and all of a sudden...here we are. 

I'm not a huge fan of the "aging" part on our side of it - the two of us who began this trip together in 2003. I'm feeling my body start to decline and I'm watching my beloved become a late-middle-aged man. It seems somehow that our parents didn't have to deal with these issues...but maybe they did and we just weren't around to see it much.

Which brings me to the good part of this long-marriage thing. When we were married, we had a year or two together, hanging out, drinking wine, going to the theater and ballgames. Then our first little bundle arrived and here's what happened...


We "two" became we "three" and so on...and suddenly the couple was gone. I am grateful for all the days of babies in our house but I'm also learning to appreciate these times.

Now, we have kids that are less needy and less needing to be watched and so we can become "two" again. It's different now, of course, the "two" won't be producing any additional numbers (I'm guessing...you know God...never speculate) but that's nice in its own way. 

Now, instead of a new two, wondering about babies and teething and preschool, we are an older two. We have 16 years of marriage (and several dating prior) history to go back to. Sometimes I dwell on the bad parts of those times and it's not fair. My fear of time passing makes me sad and scared and angry. Instead, perhaps, I will work on giving God all the thanks I can for giving me this man who has been willing to stand with me through everything - good and bad. What an amazing gift that has been. How grateful I am to look forward, we two, to what He has in store for the future. I pray that the days we walk together on this journey are many...I can't imagine what comes next. 

We are blessed.