Little bird home for the weekend…

I don’t think I have very many words tonight.

The weekend went by very quickly. There was much we meant to do that did not get done. But!! There were a couple of important things that did get done — picking up contac lenses and buying a laptop (a week and a half before financial aid arrives thanks to a short-term loan from a Sweetikins!).

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Oh, dear….being a mom is hard sometimes. I made a lot of mistakes with all my kids; and yet, they are all amazing!   

God’s grace IS sufficient! Praise Him and thank Him for His moment-by-moment Love and constant provision. How grateful I am that He has a place for me ‘Under the Mercy’ (a phrase from the book, “A Severe Mercy,” by Sheldon Vanauken)(…If anyone reading this hasn’t read the book, do check it out. It’s a very moving…and true….story about a dear couple who were close friends of C.S. Lewis).

I have cried many tears this evening.

I am grateful for my home….and my family…..and I pray for traveling mercies for my children and grandchildren who are, or will be, away from home…..for school….for vacation….or just going to the grocery store!

Vaya con Dios. Be well, safe, and happy.

🙂 PTL

“…to sleep, perchance to dream…” Shakespeare

I can’t sleep.  😦

I toss, I turn…I curl up under my quilt and hold very, very still….I think….I try not to think….I think some more….

I pray….sometimes (like tonight)(but not very often) I cry….

I turn on the light….I read a little…I yawn….I turn the light off….I toss, I turn….

And tonight I did what I do NOT typically do — I got up. And here I am, following a word path into deeper and deeper sleepiness…like little crumbs leading home….with the hope that once I return to the darkness of my room and the comfort of my bed, I will be able to sleep….and dream….rather than stay awake….and think….

Bless all those who are awake because they have to be — doctors, nurses, firemen, policemen (and women!), Quik Trip employees (and Dillon’s!! — my store!!), corrections workers at the Boys’ Ranch (how I miss ‘my boys’…), 911 workers, those who clean offices in the lonely stillness of long nights….and so many others….

And now….in this present, precious moment….I will go….and close my eyes again….“to sleep, perchance to dream…”

:)PTL

Last baby flying……

This path is new for me. Uncharted. Where will it lead? Will I be able to navigate it?

I am reminded of a quote…. “Do not follow where the path may lead. Go, instead, where there is no path and leave a trail.”

Who said it? ….. Check with Google….

Ralph Waldo Emerson

This is my 4th day since dropping my ‘baby’ off at college, after crying my goodbye and her smiling and saying, “Why are you crying, Mommo? This is just a month. Real college isn’t until fall.”

This is my 4th day of living alone, except for Madison (momma cat) lying around, and Dink (3-month-old kitten) dashing around the house looking for lively company, which, I’m afraid, I am not.

And yet….I want to fully participate in what this time has to offer me…and, more importantly, what I have to offer it, and, even in some small way, to my world….

I may not be entirely ready, but I can choose to be willing.

And I do!