[From 2013, but still true! Happy Birthday, Mom!]
Let me tell you a little about my mom: My stubbornness and hers often bumped into each other when I was younger, but I have a fuller appreciation for her (and the stubbornness!) as I get older. She has always been there for me. She was with me for Lamaze classes when I was expecting Will and his dad was deployed, and she helped me through a traumatic experience giving birth to him. She was there for me when Caroline was born and her dad was deployed. She’s been with me through all of Caroline’s surgeries, my wisdom teeth removal when I was thirty and home alone with two little ones, and my recent move back to Georgia. She’s calm in a crisis and never lets me feel sorry for myself. (That has irritated me a time or two, but it has been a gift.) She has a gift for serving in practical ways. She loves Jesus and her family. She makes things lovely.
She hates having her picture taken, so it’s hard to find any of her.
She loves my children well. She has always been interested in the details of their lives — knowing who their friends are, their activities, their interests. She and my dad have traveled around the world to see us and know their grandchildren. They’ve missed lots of the daily things because we were far away, but they have tried hard to be there for the big ones. And as Will has been at college in Georgia while we were living in Europe, they’ve gone up for his birthday every year to take him out to dinner. Efforts like that make a family a family.
I love my mom more than I can say, and I don’t know what I’d do without her.
[This time I’m adding one of my favorite photos of her, taken a couple of months before I was born.]
Happy Birthday, Mom!
I can’t believe that my granddaughter is one! This year has zoomed by, and we celebrated K’s big day in Chattanooga:
Her other grandmother is a seamstress extraordinaire, and she made K a Moana outfit to go with the theme of the party. K chilled in the hammock.
Will took this one.
Her mama stripped her down so she could enjoy her cake. It was soooo hot!
It’s been a big year for all of those who love Baby K. She’s a delight in every way, and I miss her big!
On Memorial Day weekend, we attended the baptism of sweet Kenna. I was moved to tears – so many tears! – of gratitude that she has believing parents who are part of a joyful, loving church family. She will always hear about Jesus and the gospel. One of the hymns we sang that morning was a favorite of mine, and Kenna couldn’t help dancing to it, either.
I grew up with the original version by Charles Wesley, but I love the Indelible Grace arrangement. So much joy!
1. And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior’s blood?
Died He for me who caused His pain!
For me who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be That
Thou, my God, should die for me?
Chorus: Amazing love! How can it be
That Thou, my God, should die for me!
Amazing love! How can it be
That Thou, my God, should die for me!
2. He left His Father’s throne above,
So free, so infinite His grace!
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam’s helpless race.
‘Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!
3. Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature’s night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray;
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
4. No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach the eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own
… that the blogging break didn’t happen, shall we? Here I am again, determined to get back into the blogging habit. I’ve gotten back into my bullet journal habit this past week, and I’m feeling more organized and inspired, so maybe I can post more regularly.
The past couple of months have been filled with the usual busyness, lots of family birthdays, and two trips up to Chattanooga to visit my peeps. My sweet granddaughter continues to grow and change, and I don’t like to go very long without getting my hands on her.
I’ve been in a bit of a reading slump these days, but I feel like I’m beginning to climb out of it. (I’ll be updating my 2017 reading list momentarily.)
I’ve finished a few knitting projects recently, and I need to update my knitting page with those. I still have a bag full of works-in-progress, and I suspect it will ever be thus.
I just realized that Paul and I closed on our house a year ago today, and I’m over-the-top grateful that this summer — the first in SEVEN years — I don’t have to move.
I mentioned my return to using a bullet journal. I share more about that later, but I think I finally figured out a system that works for me. And one of the things I’ve added is a place to jot down my ideas for blogging, so maybe that will help me dust off the cobwebs around here and bring this place back to life.
Happy Saturday to you!
I didn’t mean to take a blog break — especially such a long one, but sometimes life gets in the way. February flew by, and March is nearly gone, too. I don’t have much to show for it here, but I did get to go see my peeps in Chattanooga for a long weekend last month. Kenna (now 8 months old!) has grown so much and is learning new tricks every day. Paul and I kidnapped her and had so much fun. She’s a sweet, happy girl.
(photo credit: Will)
I have been knitting up a storm and reading some, too, but not as much as I’d hoped. I cast on a center-out baby blanket that should have been really easy, but I took it apart and started over about 10 times — once after starting the third skein of yarn! I can live with some imperfections in a project, but I decided to rip it all out when I realized I would never be happy with this one as is. So I cast on yet again — which is a real pain because it starts with a circular cast on and then double-points. If nothing else, knitting pushes me to persist and be patient.
Last month I finished reading Embracing Obscurity: Becoming Nothing in Light of God’s Everything (by Anonymous!), and y’all, it is good and challenging.
I read Rules of Civility, a fiction work I’ve heard fellow readers recommend again and again. I enjoyed it.
I found a copy of Sweater Quest on my shelves recently, and it was my bedtime reading for about a week.
I’m still slowly rereading Island of the World, and I’m juggling several other books, too.
If anyone is still reading this poor little blog, thanks ever so much! I’m looking to make some changes in my life — inspired by some recent things I’ve read and heard which I want to share — and hope to return to more regularly updating this little corner of my world.
Things have been busy but good around here. Most notably, Paul and I traveled to Tennessee last weekend to have Christmas with my children and their families, along with their father and his wife. It was a wonderful time of celebrating together, and all of us were grateful for the healing and grace that allowed us to gather. My daughter and her husband hosted us for a delicious meal, and my sweet granddaughter was passed around and cuddled. She’s a gift!
I knitted some gifts this year. Below are a scarf for Anna, and a cardigan for Kenna. I forgot to take a photo of the scarf I made for Caroline:
(I couldn’t resist getting Kenna some skinny jeans! Jersey-lined, with an elastic waistband!)
We continued our tradition of visiting McKay’s, and I finally stopped by Genuine Purl and picked up a skein of yarn I can’t get locally. We also had some Mojo Burrito.
Outside of Genuine Purl, these leaves took my breath away:
Caroline cut my hair, too! I got the luxury salon treatment and a new do! (Photo by Caroline – @haircrash on instagram):
We gave the kids record players! (totally Paul’s idea!). We celebrated to the sounds of Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin:
Paul washed dishes, and I snuggled sweet baby girl:
I’ll leave you with this one (photo by Will). It cracks me up every time I see it!
Gotta run — super busy Saturday!
It’s my third day off in a row from work, and there’s still one more to go! And it’s starting off well — coffee and reading in bed. And — true confession — watching a variety of Kick Six videos. (This one is a classic.) I never get tired of that!
Yesterday I decorated the house for Christmas, and Will came in for the weekend. Today my big plans include watching the Auburn/Alabama game with him on the big screen.
(I’ve got soooo many blog posts in my head, including one I mentally composed while decorating the Christmas tree yesterday. But today is unlikely to be a day I can actually put those thoughts to virtual paper.)
Thanks again to all of you who have encouraged me to keep blogging. I’m amazed that anyone reads what I write, and I’m surprised that you have stuck around through my blogging famine. I really appreciate it!
Happy Saturday, y’all! And Waaaaaar Eagle!
I have a good reason for letting the blog lie dormant for the past week or so, after finally rousing it from its long hibernation: I’m a grandmother! My daughter and her husband just had the sweetest little baby girl, and she’s my first grandchild. I’ve been in Chattanooga celebrating and snuggling.
Kenna was born on her due date, and mom and baby are healthy and happy. She’s a tiny little girl who gets sweeter and prettier every day! I soaked up the cuddling and kisses and soft baby skin and yummy baby smell as much as I could, and I miss her terribly now that I’m back home.
It’s a bonus that my son and his wife live in Chattanooga, too, so I was able to stay with them. I had such a good week visiting with my peeps! And then I came home to Paul and a spotlessly clean home. 🙂
So now I’m that grandmother — the one who always has pictures at the ready:
We decided she looked like my daughter’s Bitty Baby on her first day.
Lots of hair for her mama to style.
The princess is home.
Sweet baby feet
My job was to keep her paci in.
Can’t get enough.
precious baby girl
What a wonderful week with my new granddaughter and my children. I’m grateful beyond words.
With a full and happy heart,
(also known as Granne)
This past long weekend, Paul and I headed north to Chattanooga, where both of my children live. It was a good weekend, with lots of wandering around, too much food, and chilly temps. Here are a few photos from the weekend:
It was so nice to have another day off and no schedule other than catching a movie this morning. We saw Creed, and after that you really just want to go run up some steps. Instead, we stuffed ourselves with pizza (hello, we are not boxers) and then headed to the mall and Best Buy. I haven’t been out and about in Black Friday craziness for as long as I can remember, and while it was a madhouse at the mall, I was pretty relaxed because there was nothing I *had* to find. Now we’re at home and hanging out. It’s a beautiful day here in North Florida:
I hope you’re enjoying your Friday,
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