I must admit, the last 8 years have been unbelievably difficult, and inexpressably wonderful. I'm still waiting for God to act. I still feel like we are in a bit of a holding pattern, but our situation is markedly improved from a few years ago. I've been the owner of two houses, and happily now own none. I've been the possessor of much debt, and am now unenslaved to the mortgage/credit card/student loan vultures. We have made progress on the path toward living simpler (and hopefully more God-honoring) lives than we did before, but we are still very much in process.
The other day at work (for those who don't know I'm now a Licensed Massage Therapist, and I started working 2 mornings a week at a salon) the 19 yr old girl who works reception said something about her parents being the same age as me. I looked at her like she was crazy and informed her that I was 10 when she was born. The sad reality is she's not that far off. Many of my friends are actually older than her 39 yr old parents.
As I head towards this dramatic life changing event once again, I can't help but remember where I've been. Here's a picture of the little boy who made me a mommy (a bit puffed up from excess fluid, but thankfully fine once they stabilized his breathing)...
And here is a picture of my 3 little blessings just the other day (Elijah is now 6, Elita is almost 5, and Campbell recently turned 3)...
And to all my friends and family who I've been pitifully inept at keeping in touch with, please forgive me. I've been thinking about so many of you lately and I hope to find some of you again.
God Bless!
