Monday, December 29, 2014
I still have intense children. Two. My mom said something when she came down about Kitty, "So she's a handful too, hmmm?" And honestly, until that point, I had never considered her one because to me, compared to Raccoon, she seemed so different and honestly, much easier. But it made me think, and since June, I've realized that Kitty has her own set of needs which can be time-consuming and demanding as well. I have two strong-willed children. No wonder I'm tired at night. But I love both of my bright, intense, busy children very much. I am grateful to have them.
Grace. 2014 has been so full of grace.
I think my word for 2015 is going to be roots. I just want to settle in to this new life we have, to really ground my children in the things that matter. To focus on the present and not always be looking ahead.
Thank you, Jesus, what a wonderful year. Not without it's bumps, but good, nonetheless.
Sunday, December 21, 2014
Jewel unfortunately mated with Peluche, my friend's dog. At the time, I was furious. I let her out one door and followed not two minutes later, and there they were, all tied up. But on Thursday, Peluche was poisoned and died. It comforted my friend to think that she can have one of Peluche's sons, and hopefully he'll be as special to her as his father was.
So good comes, even from my soon-to-be mutt puppies.
Much else has happened, but Kitty is ready for nite-nite. Sometimes, I cannot write of the big things, only the little ones. And I write much of my pets becaue I'm not worried that someday they'll be embarrassed that their stories are online. :)
Monday, December 15, 2014
One day, she and I went to the grocery store, or it might have been my brother, none of us remembers, but there is my Grammie with a small version of one of us, and outside the grocery store, the delicious smell of fresh donuts.
"Oh, Grammie, smell the donuts!" one of us exclaimed.
She was so impressed that neither my brother nor I ever asked for treats, no matter how good they smelled, that from there on she bought us donut holes for breakfast every time we were at her house in the morning. We thought she was the best Grammie ever, donuts for breakfast!!
If I ever came into money, I would buy her old house, just for the happy memories. Christmas at her place was amazing. And Thanksgiving. And a lobster dinner every time we were going away to South America.
I love you, Grammie, thank you, and I miss you.
Sunday, December 7, 2014
I felt sad, burying their fat, little bodies in our garden. But more than that, I feel discouraged that none of my projects seem to be working out.
Saturday, December 6, 2014
"A hardworking person inherits and thinks they are rich. They quit work and start spending the funds. In a few years, they are not only broke, but now they are lazy as well."
My "If I Won the Lottery" Bucket List:
Not be lazy, nor raise lazy kids :)
Gifts to Family
Buy a house for my parents
Travel with family
I've read of several billionaires lately who want to give their fortunes away. I wish one of them would donate a nice sum to our nonprofit. We would love to buy a building for evangelism, counseling, a Bible school, an early education center, a food pantry, and a clothes closet. Sort of like a Christian community center.
But money is not the answer, Jesus is. No matter what, I am incredibly happy and grateful for my more-than-enough life.