It is time for another chat with my friends.
You know, the kind where there is absolutely
nothing of import to share...
It is another morning before a storm.
We are thinking about things
that need to be done.
Yes, I will go get the milk.
Bread is optional since you bloggy
friends have taught me to make my own.
Over the weekend while we were snowed
in we enjoyed the fruits of a few years
of pain and struggle.
We were able to spend the evenings
and then Sunday Morning with our Moms.
Since they live so close they just walked
on over. Georgia across a path in the
back yards that Warren
made with the snow blower.
How nice not to wonder if they were
ok...or if they were shoveled out.
We knew they had not fallen....since
they were right there, with us.
Smiling, laughing and loving us.
When we lost our Dads we acted based
on instinct more than a long drawn out
thought process and the Lord opened
doors to make houses available for
sale at just the right times.
The Lord brought buyers for their
homes at just the right moments in
It was hard.
Dealing with multiple realtors.
We were exhausted for a long time,
but in a weekend like this
the benefits are seen.
It was such a very
O.k., I know, you get it.
But it really was special.
Friday night we watched Cars.
Can you believe that
Warren and I had never seen it?
Some of the guys at Warren's work
sent it home with him and instructed him
to watch it so he would get their jokes!
Saturday evening we watched
One Night with
It was ok.
The story itself is amazing of course,
Then came Sunday morning.
Church was canceled
so we just had our
own service with the Moms.
It was beautiful.
Warren had done some additional research on Esther
since it was fresh on our minds.
What a sweet time of study and prayer we
enjoyed. The Moms prayed sweetly for each
of us. When the last amen was said, Jonathan
passed the tissue box.
Why do we think of it as good when we are
brought to tears? I don't know.
Personally, I fight the tears all the way.
But, I guess that when we are at that point
we have been stirred deeper than we
often allow. Staying busy is one tool
we often employ to avoid those feelings.
At least that is true for me...
But when we allow ourselves to go there
all of our priorities come into focus.
Our relationship with our Creator,
Our relationships with our families
and time spent in our home.
A home that should be a retreat.
You see, I have an issue.
My home is not feeling so retreat-ish
to me, of late. Too much stuff has
come in and not enough has gone out.
I used to have a remedy
for this condition.
It was simple...we moved!
I love to decorate and organize
on a fresh slate.
Re-decorating is more of a struggle for me.
But, you know, since Warren says we are not
going to move into a new home so that I can
start over I am going to learn a new skill.
Thursday, I will show you our living room
as it is now.
Then you can walk with me as I make some
changes...mostly with furniture and accessories
since I still adore the wall color and border.
They make me happy.
I will try to find my style...
and Warren's too.
I think that this time we will choose things
we love....and add them slowly rather than
try to create a complete look instantly
on a shoestring budget like I usually do.
Edited: There is nothing wrong with doing things
inexpensively, it is just that I usually make way
too many compromises when I try to do it all at
once for little to no money! Does that make
Including Warren will be new too...
but I want to try. He usually just defers
to my preferences but I hope he gets involved.
We'll see if we can do it.
It will be a challenge!
A good one!