The Case of the Blinking Cursor Disease

So much going on here.

I could write ten pages about any one topic right now.

I sit and stare at the lap top screen.

blink

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I sat and stared at the screen as we made huge changes to our summer,

stepping back,

stepping down,

stepping away.

Huge changes for two very {type a} people.

No words for so much change.


Feeling all of these little kicks and punches and inside somersaults. . . daring to hope and dream and searching and finding some amazing names and {endless} debate over perfect spellings and meanings. . .

But no words.


One year mark of our little man's Jesus-meeting;

It was as beautiful as a day like that could be, filled with

family

friends

support

love

sunshine

barbecue

lots of ice cream

trampoline

pool

little orange japanese lanterns. . .

strange, strange peace.

But no words.


Someday soon, again there will be words.

For now I think a blinking cursor kind of defines who I am.

Blink

blink

blink.

God. . . still not sure what You are doing.

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blink

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God, I trust Your heart.

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blink

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. . . .

I'll be back soon.

May

Nothing quite like watching one child read to another!

End of Awana year!

I stapled her last patch on cuz I couldn't find a needle and thread.  Confession time. 

Aww. . . my little Sparky.

Hi, my name is Earl. Or maybe Fred.

Calling Aunt E (imaginarily) to see "what she's wearing to the ball. . ."

California - Greek Pitas. . . Delish.

12-14 whole wheat pitas
1 bag of Dole 7-Lettuce Mix
1 pint grape tomatoes, quartered
2 cucumbers, peeled and sliced
1 container of feta cheese
1/3 cup Trader Joe's Cilantro Dressing

Mix salad ingredients and stuff into pitas.

My kids devoured these. . . quite the hit. 

Cambria brought this Clubhouse Jr. magazine to me and asked to make this recipe. . . too cute.  She couldn't wait for me to buy the ingredients.  She decorated everyone's pancakes this morning.  Overheard: "Whew!  This is hard work!"

So proud.

A ton going on in my heart as the days march on toward a year since our little man was here. . . this song ministered to my heart tonight and I'm sharing it here for the many others who ask "why me, God?"