Goldfish and Golfcarts…


The boys and I headed to Tallahassee on Tuesday afternoon for Thanksgiving, my favorite holiday. It is the one time of the year that I get to see ALL my family. Our trip was a trip filled with traffic, but we finally made it.  My mom and I didn’t really plan our week.  I had a few things I wanted to do while in Tallahassee, but mostly just wanted to relax.  Most of the things I wanted to do were not activities that the boys considered fun, much less tolerable.  I mean how much fun is a plant nursery, really?!

We go to Tallahassee Nurseries every year.  Their Christmas trees and decorations get us in the spirit.  Both boys were adamant that they would not have fun!  They were holding out pretty well until we entered a building with a tray full of cookies.  Then, they found a cat to pet.  Then, they remembered the koi fish pond.  We almost couldn’t get them to leave. But, I’m sure there was no fun had! 😉

I’m sure that they didn’t have any fun at my dad’s house either.  The kids begged someone to ride them around in the golf cart.  They chanted names until some sucker gave in and would drive them around.  I got some of it on video, definitely not fun! 😉

Watching my boys laugh and have fun is wonderful, but it’s always a painful reminder of what my husband is missing.  When I email him I want to tell him all the stories, but I also don’t want to upset him.  My boys drive me up a wall but it is a small price to pay to be able to share moments with them.  My husband reminds me of that frequently.

In another month and I will have my arms around him… I will laugh until my sides hurt… I will have ten days… ten days.  I know that it doesn’t sound like much, but it’s something.  And, you know what they say… something is better than nothing.

“But do not forget this one thing, dear friends: With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day.” 2 Peter 3:8




Have you ever made a mistake?  Of course you have!  We all have.  Some people skate through life with only minor mistakes while others of us make life-altering ones.

I certainly have made some bad choices in my life, but all of them have brought me to where I am.  And, where I am is okay.  I don’t know where I would be now if I hadn’t taken the road less traveled.  I believe that God worked through my mistakes to bring me here… here to a wonderful husband, two healthy, all-go boys, a great church, loving family and the best friends a person could hope for.

Sometimes, in the darkest situations it’s hard to see how God is working in our lives.  It’s hard to learn the lessons He’s teaching us, especially if we aren’t trying.  I assure you that no matter what mistakes you have made or are making, God can handle them.  God forgives a repentant heart.  He can forgive you!  He will if you just ask.

The harder issue is can we forgive ourselves?  Let me tell you that you must forgive yourself.  God has washed it clean.  In His eyes, it is gone.  Maybe you need to seek forgiveness from a friend or loved one, but ultimately it’s between you and God.  Let God heal it, let others love you through it, learn the lesson, and let it go…

“Praise the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits – who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit and crowns you with love and compassion, who satisfies your desires with good things so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.” Psalms 103:2-5

“He does not treat us as our sins deserve or repay us according to our iniquities.” Psalms 103:10


Safe Place to Fall…


I couldn’t find an image that was fitting of this post.  The above will have to do.  Lately, things have been difficult.  Let me rephrase that, lately, things have been more difficult.  My boys aren’t doing well in school.  Things are slipping through the cracks.

I’ve had many days lately when I just wanted to pull the covers over my head and cry.  I feel like I’m failing this test.  What makes it worse it that I don’t have a safe place to fall.  My husband is that place.  I can have an awful day, but that man would swallow me up in his arms and just hold me.  I fit perfectly as if I was made for that spot.  Sometimes, he couldn’t “fix” the problem, but I didn’t need him to.  I just needed the comfort of knowing that everything would be ok.  I need that right now… I need him right now.

We women can handle a lot on our own.  But men, never doubt our need for you.  We may not need you to fix every problem, but sometimes we just need to get lost in your arms for a little while.  We need the assurance that you are there and that everything will be ok.  Next time your wife has a bad day and wants to vent, just wrap your arms around her, listen, and hold her for as long as she needs.

“You are my hiding place; you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance.” Psalms 32:7