Thursday, March 27, 2014

injured

Sweet Smoochie had a significant accident at the clinic today.

His swing collapsed and he caught his foot under it. He will not walk. At all.

Thankfully the tech carried him out to the car and Right Hand Man was home to help me get him out.

There isn't a lot of swelling. Yet. But he is in intense pain. Moaning. A lot.

We are supposed to leave on vacation on Sunday. Going to the Smokies to hike.

Yeah.

That's going to go well.

Sigh.

My poor sweet baby is in pain. Further medical treatment, like x rays and braces will be a nightmare for this child. And me.

Please Lord, let him feel better tomorrow! Please let this be a simple thing so this sweet child won't have to suffer more!

That is my prayer because that is how a....

a good mother would.

Thursday, March 20, 2014

shopping cart

T-Rex has gotten an entry level position with Walmart bringing the carts in from the parking lot.

The store is so big that they have 2 people on every shift that have to bring the carts into the corral so shoppers have them to grab before they walk into the store.

Carts are not a renewable resource!

Who knew?!?!

I have taken it for granted all these years, never given it another thought at all, on how shopping carts got back to the store for me to grab when I needed to shop.

So I didn't think about who it would impact when I chose not to put it back in the corral and just leave it in the parking lot.

I didn't think about who had to go out in the rain, sleet, snow, and cold to bring carts inside so it would be dry for my merchandise. I just knew to be annoyed when it wasn't there, or when it wasn't dry.

I now have appreciation for the people who do that.

It is my son.

I apologize for my rudeness for all these years of not even trying to think about how the carts got back in the store. What, were there some cart elves that magically brought them back in???

I apologize for every rude and frustrated thought I had about how wet, or cold, my cart was after you worked so hard to bring it in.

I promise to ALWAYS put my cart away from this point forward and when you pass me with a row of carts going back into the store, you will get a smile and thank you.

a good mother would!

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Missing

Right Hand Man is gone on spring break this week.

I miss him. Beloved Spouse does as well. He said, "I was thinking about him today. I miss him. This is what it will be like when he goes for real".

We've had him around for 22 years and I'm still not ready for him to leave. I hope he goes right from our house to the house he shares with his wife. He's got a pretty sweet gig here, so I don't think he is any hurry to leave.

My fear now is that they will all start leaving at the same time. The daughter graduates next year, the next boy 3years after that. Then Wickers follows him out 3years later. 3 kids in 6 years. It seems like a long time on paper, but in time, not so much.

But it certainly isn't tomorrow, so I should stop thinking about it, and live in the moment of today.

I'll start by getting ready for the return of the first born and be grateful he still wants to come home!  

A good mother would!

Friday, March 7, 2014

no discipline.

So....here we are. 3 days into Lent.

Such high expectations! Such plans!

UUUGGGGHHH!

What was I thinking? And seriously, why is it painful to give up my car radio, when there are thousands of people in the world that don't have clean water, food and shelter. And I'm all like, I want my radio!

W.O.W. Perspective much???

I also gave up facebook. So now instead of scrolling news feed, I'm trying to find other things to fill that void on the computer.

Here is the purpose of Lent: to fill that void with the LORD. I know that. And yet I am still seeking that "other" stuff. I even know that I'm doing it, and I can't stop.

I am thankful for Lent to have a time of encouragement, when the whole Church as a community moves towards being better servants of the Lord. I know that I'm not alone and am encouraged by other's examples.

I guess I can cut myself some slack since I know that it is just 3 days. A marathon, not a sprint!

Redouble my efforts and be grateful that I can try again!

a good mother would.....