Not that I’m making any excuses for my rude behavior, but sometimes something has to give. Unfortunately, small drop got dropped in the midst of an unusual season of busyness. Some days are so filled with living that words can’t squeeze their way in to record the journey.
Today, because it’s my birthday, I’m giving myself a moment to breathe and see what leaks out with the exhale. First, a look back. This is how the autumn has gone:
PB took a tumble and tore his rotator cuff.
Our younger daughter and her family came to spend two weeks with us. Our older daughter and her family came to spend two weeks with us. We had 14 people in the house for almost two weeks.
We hosted the first ever family reunion on my side, with over 40 of us gathering.
Our younger daughter and her family moved overseas. I sobbed at O’Hare. I sobbed all the way home. I sobbed when I walked in the house and saw the spit up cloths.
We had two big weddings – PB tied the knot, I got to sit and watch. I always cry at weddings. Happy tears.
My honey had shoulder surgery. He felt like crying.
My sister-in-law had brain surgery. Tough day with tough news. I cried.
Our fifth grandchild was born (#4 in 2013). I wept with joy as I held all 5 lb. 13 oz.
Our church sang “Have We Told You Lately That We Love You?” to us. I did the ugly cry in front of the whole congregation.
I flew to Salt Lake City.
I flew back the next day with our older daughter and two grandsons.
Our son-in-law and his dad drove a moving truck for 24 straight hours.
Our older daughter and her husband and their two boys moved into our basement. After being out west for 10 years, I blink back tears when I think that I get to see my girl’s face every morning in my kitchen.
Goodness, there’s been a lot of cryin’ going on. Some sad, some happy, some from sheer exhaustion. All from living life. You know how it is. You do it, too. I wouldn’t trade away one of those tears, though. Emotions mean I’m alive and I’m loved and I’m loving.
There. I did it. I looked back and sighed a big sigh.
Now I’m going to start looking forward.
Thanksgiving, Christmas, Skyping with the twinsies, chasing the toddler, getting to know the new babies, singing, worshiping, studying, teaching…and hopefully, writing.