summer

Less of me.

I remember posting about organization and gardening. It feels like a whole lifetime ago. Before I get all angsty here, I’ll share a few changes from this past year:

Last March/April we started training for foster care through a wonderful Christian agency. We had foster care and adoption on our hearts since we were first married. Basically youths. Little babies, dreaming a big dream.

The Monday after our training ended, (our last class was CPR/First Aid on a Saturday) we were thrown into a new world. When I checked on E. he has having a seizure in his bed. It’s hard to think about what happened during the moments that followed. It’s been nearly a year, and with time the realness fades a bit. In a heartbeat… the sound of sirens, hearing songs or bible verses we clung to during that time… the memories come flooding back, nearly choking me. I know it’s partially PTSD from the trauma, but it’s also a way of healing. It’s real, and it’s hard. It’s therapeutic to share E.’s story these days. I’m following my heart in how much to share, and when to share. I hope to write more posts about all that happened to E.

In August, we resumed our foster care/adoption home study process. and fast forward 3 months we were certified for both and had our first placement. It’s been a wonderful experience so far. I hope to share more about this ever-changing journey of foster care. We’ve been learning so much about many aspects of foster care and adoption. There are many hard decisions to make, and often only minutes to an hour to make these life altering decisions. It’s a calling for me. I know I wouldn’t be able to do any of this on my own strength. God gives us the strength we need, through the Word, Prayer, Songs, and other people.

Both O. and E. started school last fall. O. is in Kindergarten, and loving it. She’s studious and hilarious at the same time. She has a refreshing perspective. E. started preschool in October. He’s receiving speech therapy there, as well as learning how to interact with other children. He loves his two days a week there. It’s hard for me to let go, to let them mature and become independent at their own pace. Sometimes it’s a bit delayed, and other times Mama bear holds on too tightly. This parenting thing is not for the faint of heart. I’m so thankful God pours his love and mercy into our lives, filling in gaps and leading us.

I’m hoping to share more this year as I have time, or let’s be honest…sleepless nights. 🙂

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What I’m reading: finally, but it’s taking me a looong time

What I’m listening to: Hillsong

What I’m watching: Part 2 of this heartbreak

Happy weekend, friends.

E. the rapscallion.

I’ve been having a hard time wrapping my brain around everything that happened since April. Some days I feel stuck, and other days memories come flooding in. How do you deal with the unexpected? Is there a right way to work through things? I wish there was a mathematical formula to follow when dealing with emotions and grieving what used to be. Something that’s tried and true.

Trusting God with our life had always seemed easy, until one day I really had to. Trust, I mean. It’s not just saying it, or even meaning it wholeheartedly. It’s knowing. All those little things are not just a coincidence or random. That’s Him showing us that He loves us, completely. It’s when even though God’s love feels different, distant even, you know He’s there always.

He will tend his flock like a shepherd;
he will gather the lambs in his arms;
he will carry them in his bosom,
and gently lead those that are with young.
Isaiah 40:11

I’ve been writing the details down, trying to get my thoughts onto paper. It’s therapeutic. I will probably share E.’s story here sometime. I know stories can’t be rushed, so for now I put together a small documentary of E.’s story.

Life Lately.

IMG_6110This is a different Life Lately post. I’ve been thinking about posting for a while, and keep grasping for words and ways to start. Lately I’ve been learning the meaning of trust and surrender, and knowing where the source of my strength is.

          Psalm 121
 I lift up my eyes to the hills.
 From where does my help come?
 My help comes from the Lord,
 who made heaven and earth.

 He will not let your foot be moved;
 he who keeps you will not slumber.
 Behold, he who keeps Israel
 will neither slumber nor sleep.

 The Lord is your keeper;
 the Lord is your shade on your right hand.
 The sun shall not strike you by day,
 nor the moon by night.

 The Lord will keep you from all evil;
 he will keep your life.
 The Lord will keep
 your going out and your coming in
 from this time forth and forevermore.

I find it hard to even think about everything that happened, much less post about it. I shared some on Instagram and Facebook. I guess it’s hard to share the feelings/emotions we’ve gone through without feeling vulnerable. I keep thinking, maybe with time I’ll be able to share more. My posts might be a little disjointed; be assured, though, I still love organizing (it really is a wonderful coping mechanism).

Hold your family close today.

A look back.

Today seems like a good day to take a look back. It’s raining and chilly here today, a good day to remember the green of summertime. Most of these photos are from June and July.

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Here you can see the difference a few weeks of warmth, sunshine and rain.

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All this green seems like a dream. Our garden is bare, except for some carrots and of course the asparagus. We harvested lots of yummy vegetables this summer. Many jars and freezer containers have been filled and at times I was sick of preserving food. How nice though to be able to run downstairs and grab a few jars to prepare dinner. Good, home-grown food. And as usual, I’m already dreaming of next year’s garden.

Summer

Summer was just so full of good things. We have moved on to autumn, and we love to slow down and enjoy our cozy home more (and blog more). But for today I’ll reminisce about the warm, green days of Summer.

We added a cat to our family. Mr. Claude in all his orange, mitten-pawed glory.

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We enjoyed our flowers so much, especially our roses.
David Austin Wildeve.

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David Austin Scepter’d Isle.

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Sometimes instead of spending money on roses (cut flowers), J. will tell me to buy a rose bush. It has so much meaning and every year I can enjoy the flowers.

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And L.’s little garden. She planted a few varieties of Zinnias. She picks orange as her favorite.

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This photo is from July 4th weekend. Our family spent time together at the pond. The sky that evening was beautiful.

Enjoy your day!

In the Garden.

I have been wanting to do this post for quite some time. I enjoy working in the garden so much. The hard part is taking photos and documenting things. Of course keeping the weeds under control is hard too.

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Lettuce that is almost ready to transplant. I love fresh lettuce from the garden.

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Red beets. We like them cooked with butter and salt. J. and E. like them pickled.

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The peas are almost ready. Hopefully we’ll have fresh peas sometime next week.

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The tomatoes are there, just waiting to ripen. I can hardly wait for a fresh tomato sandwich.

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Onions

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And garlic.

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Pumpkin/squash/gourd tepees have been built and strung with twine.

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The blueberry bushes have been covered in netting.

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An old rose left here on the property. Fragrant and beautiful.

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And an update on the orchids. I haven’t killed them….yet. You can read about them here.

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This must be a record for me. As you can see I repotted it. I also moved it to a south-facing window. During the cold months, I was afraid it would be too cold but it was just fine. I only water it when I remember (not very often).  Maybe orchids aren’t so bad. But ranunculus! 🙂