Sunday, August 17, 2008
Sometimes the fact that I can't wrap my mortal mind around God's immortal plans and His bigger-than-me ways is so frustrating. Its overwhelming and sometimes simply depressing.While we ventured down here to spend time with my southern family, they've headed back north. Well, just my mom and dad. Early this morning my mom's brother passed away. While I wish I could have joined them and given Kim lots of hugs today, I'm trying to find God's plan in keeping me here with three teenagers, away from family gathering to mourn, absent from my husband and home, and in a house that is still strange and new.
Its hot here. Too hot for my liking. The houses are beautiful and the shopping is much nicer, though. Its funny how you can miss silly things like shopping in your own grocery store and walking by familiar houses. Its not so silly house much I miss my husband, especially today, and my little house. I'll remind myself of that next time I feel the urge to complain about undone projects and our lack of space.
On a much lighter note, my sweet girl is 11 months old now. Maybe that's not so wonderful... it means she's going to be leaving that baby-stage soon and heading towards a busy toddler. Wow. How is that possible? Nevertheless, she's amazing and such a blessing. I haven't uploaded any photos here, but you can be sure of a whole bunch in the future.
Heather Dowling at 9:43 PM
Saturday, August 09, 2008
Wow.
My sister's stay here in New York has run its course. Bummer. We ate way to much ice cream and stayed up way too late many nights. We laughed until or bellies ached and watched my baby do the cutest stuff over and over. Summer is fun. Sisters are even more fun.I turned 24 years old yesterday and if you ask me if I feel any older, I'll wholeheartedly say I do. (Maybe its the idea that I have a baby about to turn 1 year old. Who knows.) While saying "I'm 24" sounds like I'm so much older than I feel, my birthday was a happy one. The last couple of years have been depressing birthdays with a miscarriage and a funeral, so a big shopping day with my mom was just the ticket this year. I love my mom.
We had our Lashomb (my mom's side) family reunion today. We're all growing up, married or getting there, tackling big careers, and having babies. (Maybe this is another reason I feel older.) My family is crazy, but a whole bunch of crazy fun. I wish family reunions were more than once a year.
At 5am tomorrow morning, the babe and I will load into my mother's minivan and head to North Carolina for a few weeks. I miss R.Jay already thinking about that length of time without him. He'll be busy installing a new heating system (wood stove) so we don't waste thousands of dollars on fuel oil this winter, along with re-doing our upstairs bathroom and tackling much needed smaller projects. I'm excited for beach trips and shopping in stores way better than you'll find around here and lots of time with Mom again and Dad, who I haven't seen since April. I think that will keep me occupied enough to not think about how much I miss husband and home. I hope.
Wow. We're busy.
Heather Dowling at 8:37 PM