Someday...

Someday…I’m going own my own gift store in a little town in Vermont and sell homemade jams and hand-embroidered dishtowels.

Someday…I’m going to fly to Paris on business for an important meeting.

Someday…I’m going to write a book that everyone will have to read.

Someday…I’m going to learn how to knit a scarf that I will wear with everything.

Someday…I’m going to join a crewing team for the spring.

Someday…I’m going to live by a lake and feed the birds each morning.

Someday…I’m going to meet a queen and know how to bow just so.

Someday…I’m going to run my own business selling my crafts and wares.

Someday…I’m going to cut my hair so short, it will dry before I’m out of the shower.

Someday…I’m going to learn about gardening……ok, maybe not.

Someday…all my little dreams will come true.

Friday Thoughts

Today is Friday and the end of a somewhat long week.   Here are a few thoughts that have crossed my mind the last few days.

  

-I am so proud of my family. 

-Teaching school is a difficult job.  You have to have so much patience and understanding.  When the little boy’s mother comes to volunteer and he’s not in her group for that day’s rotation, you have to bend the rules and make that child’s day.  Let him be in the group his mother is teaching. Teachers deserve more respect and appreciation.  I think it should be mandatory that every parent teach their child’s class for one day.   They’d never complain about anything again! 

-My kids are funny, loving, and just plain great.

-I am one of many stay at home mothers, but am so grateful for the opportunity every day.  I love being home when my children are done with school and hearing about everything that happened in school that day.  I love knowing what they’re thinking right as the think it.  I know that it’s making a difference in their lives and am thankful to my husband for supporting my dream job.

-Every morning our neighbor leaves at the exact same time.  The truck is loud and once I hear it, I know my slumber is coming to an end.   I’m hoping he’ll take a vacation next week while the boys are off from school!  Doubtful, but a girl can hope right?

-I have wind chimes outside our back door.  They’ve been ringing too much for my liking.   Go away wind!

-I haven’t read a book in over four weeks.   Need to change that.  My mom brought over a book today for me, so may need to start it tonight.   She tucked three tissues in the inside cover.  Hope it will be a good cry and not a sad cry. 

-I don’t have an oven right now.  I’ve managed to get along without it, but it’s really starting to hinder my dinner choices.  I think we’ll have to get one ordered this weekend.  Need to make pie and cupcakes for the holidays and want to have a frozen pizza for a change.

Daily Gratefulness

-for patient teachers

-for kleenex

-for medicine to make a sinus headache vanish

Wink

Today the wind is blowing like it has somewhere to be in a hurry.   The sun is shining brightly now, but was hiding behind the gray clouds just moments ago.  It’s cold. I have socks on to keep my ever freezing toes warm.  I have one cat sleeping beside me on the floor and the other is an inch from my keyboard, snoring.  It’s Monday.  I’m sitting here typing and thinking that today could have been a very different day if it weren't for a very powerful wink.

My husband almost always drives an hour north each day to work and today was to be no different.  He was supposed to meet a client early, but hadn’t heard back from them to confirm their appointment.  He e-mailed and waited for a response.  He went about working from home waiting on a reply.  If he left without confirming the appointment, it might be a wasted drive and wasted time on his part. He waited another thirty minutes before the e-mail plunged into his inbox.

Finally, the reply came, and indeed, the time wasn’t going to work after all, thus canceling his reason for driving north for over an hour.  As he got the reply, the news alert ticker crawled across the bottom of the tv screen.  There had been a pile up on the interstate, about thirty miles north of us.  Over forty-three cars were involved and fourteen people were taken to the hospital.   A sudden burst of snow across the road turned everything into black ice instantly. It was thirty minutes away.  He was supposed to have left thirty minutes earlier.

God winked.

Had he left when he was supposed to and assumed the appointment would be confirmed, which he normally would have done, he would have been right at the area of the accident.  But something someone told him to wait for confirmation instead of just heading on out and driving anyway.   It went against his normal routine, yet he waited.

Don’t ever doubt.  I know this to be true.  God is there. He sees us. He hears us.  He loves us.  He knows how all this works. Don’t ever question it. He can change our worlds one moment at a time.   Open  your eyes.  Open  your hearts and you will see Him wink down upon your life.  

Daily Gratefulness:

-for e-mail

-for the grace of God

-for belief

Unpainted Knobs

We moved into our new house in June and when we decided what new things we were going to purchase for our home, we decided to buy ourselves new bedroom furniture. What to do with our old dresser? I had the idea to repurpose it into a craft room storage piece and it has become just that.  I painted it before we moved, so it would be ready when we got here, minus one little detail.   I haven’t painted the knobs yet for whatever reason. 

Well, today, I bought some paint and am going to “work my magic” on them and get them in place so I can actually open the drawers.   I don’t have any ideas, but do know that I don’t want them to be plain and boring.   I’m not an artist, but can get my craft on when I need to.  Today is that day.   I hope they turn out as lovely as the vision in my head is.  I’m ready to bring on the paint and knobs and finish what I started. 

A few hours later….

Daily Gratefulness  

-for the view of the mountains from my window

-for my health

-for the love of reading

My Fourteen-Year-Old Son

To me, it feels like four days, but in reality, it’s been fourteen years.  My heart skips a beat as I write that number. In a little over four years, he’ll be in college. How can this be?  I remember holding him when he was just minutes old.  In a matter of minutes, he’s now a full fledged teenager, doing Algebra, making plans for the weekend with his friends, and counting down the days until baseball season starts again.

I am completely taken a back as to how time has completely passed by me.  When did he start wearing his dad’s shoes?   When did his shirts begin to fall off the child-sized hangers? When did the girls lose their cooties?   When did he gain an opinion about what type of deodorant he likes?  Where was I?   I know I was there, but it’s all a blur to me now.  

He’s grown up so quickly and has become such a wonderful young man with his own values and feelings and opinions. Yes, lots of opinions.  He lives life with zest and has a sparkling personality to go along with the giant heart he has and can always make me laugh, even when I’m not in the mood to laugh.

He is going to do great things in this world. I just know it.  He’s willing to try anything at least once (except maybe for watching a psychological horror movie).  We both chickened out on that one.   Whatever comes his way, I know that he will be capable of handling it and know that he will strive to do his best in whatever calls his name.  He has drive and determination that most 14-year old boys don't have.    I am so proud of him and hope he knows that.

For the next little bit, while the dryer is humming in the background, I’m going to head to the basement and pull out a few of his baby photo albums and enjoy some remember when time. He was such a cute little thing.  Happy Birthday, my sweet baby. I love you.

 Daily Gratefulness

-for conversations in the car

-for the dirty socks on the floor

-for neighbors who have embraced our family