Renae... ach, my heart is aching for you, sweetheart. I cannot imagine having my husband away from me, though I have endured two deployments (my nephews, to Iraq) - but that is really no comparison. Only that as much as it hurt to have them so far away, it must be a million times worse with a spouse.
I'm not really cheering you up, am I? Sorry about that... sometime after having my firstborn, I lost my tact. It may have occurred when we started homeschooling... there aren't enough hours in the day to put two coherent words together, much less make them sound pretty. ;-P
But I'm extending a hand out to you right now... we are just a few miles apart and I am happy to help in any way I can. I'll loan my husband out for fix-it type projects that might arise (he's a handy man by force - he had to learn with this house of ours)... and the kids and I are almost always up for playdates as long as I'm awake and pleasant enough come morning time. (I work nights at the Chick-Fil-A in front of Wal-Mart and Fazoli's, where we met, so mornings can be harsh at times, particularly when bedtime happens at 2 a.m., so 7 a.m. is often my midnight...)
Really, truly, please drop me a line... Michael has ADHD too (I think you knew that, though) and I know he hit it off with Mary when we met... we can meet at a park for an hour or two of playtime, in between our houses, just to escape the daily madness that is life.
With many blessings, and many prayers sent your way - God is always in control, even when we don't feel like we are. (That's an oxymoron, eh?)
ok, so i have to comment about the picture of you...i don't know why this caught my eye - but it could be because I have the same thing on a shelf...it looks like a can of carpet cleaner to me... maybe it's not, maybe it's a designer candle or something - but it made me smile - "you know you're a mom when you have a can of household cleaner sitting on the top shelf in the living room!" loved it...keeping it real :-)
Deborah - it is, in fact, Resolve Carpet Cleaner. It is in MY BEDROOM, no less, because Mary came walking through my bedroom to my bathroom to fetch a bandaid for a bleeding owie on her foot, leaving a blood trail the whole way. That was a couple weeks ago and I hadn't even noticed the carpet cleaner there until I took the picture. Pathetic, I know.
I'm the blessed mom to Mary, Joey, Timothy, and Emily, and the happy wife to George. I spend my days trying to keep my head on straight and attempting to plant the seeds of the Gospel into the hearts of my little ones.
“And these words which I command you today shall be in your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, when you walk by the way, when you lie down, and when you rise up. You shall bind them as a sign on your hand, and they shall be as frontlets between your eyes. You shall write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates." Deuteronomy 6:6-9
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Renae... ach, my heart is aching for you, sweetheart. I cannot imagine having my husband away from me, though I have endured two deployments (my nephews, to Iraq) - but that is really no comparison. Only that as much as it hurt to have them so far away, it must be a million times worse with a spouse.
I'm not really cheering you up, am I? Sorry about that... sometime after having my firstborn, I lost my tact. It may have occurred when we started homeschooling... there aren't enough hours in the day to put two coherent words together, much less make them sound pretty. ;-P
But I'm extending a hand out to you right now... we are just a few miles apart and I am happy to help in any way I can. I'll loan my husband out for fix-it type projects that might arise (he's a handy man by force - he had to learn with this house of ours)... and the kids and I are almost always up for playdates as long as I'm awake and pleasant enough come morning time. (I work nights at the Chick-Fil-A in front of Wal-Mart and Fazoli's, where we met, so mornings can be harsh at times, particularly when bedtime happens at 2 a.m., so 7 a.m. is often my midnight...)
Really, truly, please drop me a line... Michael has ADHD too (I think you knew that, though) and I know he hit it off with Mary when we met... we can meet at a park for an hour or two of playtime, in between our houses, just to escape the daily madness that is life.
With many blessings, and many prayers sent your way - God is always in control, even when we don't feel like we are. (That's an oxymoron, eh?)
ok, so i have to comment about the picture of you...i don't know why this caught my eye - but it could be because I have the same thing on a shelf...it looks like a can of carpet cleaner to me... maybe it's not, maybe it's a designer candle or something - but it made me smile - "you know you're a mom when you have a can of household cleaner sitting on the top shelf in the living room!" loved it...keeping it real :-)
Deborah - it is, in fact, Resolve Carpet Cleaner. It is in MY BEDROOM, no less, because Mary came walking through my bedroom to my bathroom to fetch a bandaid for a bleeding owie on her foot, leaving a blood trail the whole way. That was a couple weeks ago and I hadn't even noticed the carpet cleaner there until I took the picture. Pathetic, I know.
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