Today was not what I had planned. I realize Mondays usually aren't but this was a little more than I had planned. My day started out with the girls refusing to get up and arriving to work 30 minutes late. I walked them over to camp and on my way back to the office I got stuck in a rain storm with no umbrella and my office was about 20 degrees. About 12:30 I realized I should have left work 15 minutes prior to pick Jack up from his camp stop. I made arrangements for my friend to meet him and keep him for the 10 minutes I would be late.
It was pouring down rain and Jack did not see my car or my friend so he had the bus driver call me on my cell. I told them the plan and they hung up. I then get a call that my friend she watched the bus pull up and Jack did not get off and she had no idea where he was. I am driving down a busy six lane road, it is raining small children, I suddenly have NO idea where my son is and no one can tell me.
I called the camp and as sanely as possible demanded they find my son immediately. While on hold, that seemed like an eternity, but was probably about 7 minutes; they found him and dropped at his stop. I then called the highest person on the food chain and asked them why it is acceptable for them to break protocol without my permission with my child. I have never heard so many apologies and was promised it would NEVER happen again.
So I am back at work trudging through fiscal year-end reports and suddenly realize 5 minutes ago I was supposed to be across the parking lot to pick the girls up. I was suppose to leave the office at 3 and left at 4:30 with 3 exhausted kids and one Mama wanting a very strong drink. Instead I finished dinner and walked/ran about 4 miles with my walking buddy. God knew it was what I needed because before I could text her she texted me. I felt 100 times better when we were done.
I logged on to facebook to see how things were going and suddenly felt so small. My day that seemed so overwhelming and out of control wasn't even a drop in the bucket compared to what I was reading. Families coping with sudden loss of loved ones, a mother posting her daughter, about Jack's age, had a heart attack from a multitude of heart issues, and another family posting about their child's upcoming second open heart surgery.
I have always heard "God will never give you more than you can handle." I handled today and am getting ready to go to bed so I can handle tomorrow. But these other families I can't possibly imagine the grief, fear and sorrow they must being feeling. Even in my worst moments my life was perfect. But it was only perfect because I had family, friends, prayer warriors and Good Samaritans who arrived and stepped in when we needed it most. We would have never survived with out them.
Some how God always knows how to keep us grounded and KEEP MOVING FORWARD.
HAPPY MONDAY!!
TTFN~
Monday, July 21, 2014
Sunday, July 20, 2014
Happy 9th Birthday Jackson!!
It seems that so much of our life revolves around Madelynn and everything she has changed in our lives. But her journey is only a small part of where we have been and where we are going. Today my son, Jackson, turns 9. His journey has been one I wouldn't trade for anything.
There are so many things that make Jackson special; he is my only son and only grandson on my side of the family. He is a middle child which is something I can help him relate to. He had a rough start with tube surgeries, adenoid surgery and having his tonsils out by the time he was three years old. I have watched him play soccer and make his first goal from mid field. I have watched him run down the court on a fast break and make a beautiful lay-up.
But the one thing that I love about him more than anything else is his "Gentle Soul". To see him watch over Madelynn and help other little kids, to hear his teacher tell me he assists those when they don't understand, and to see him give others a chance when they are weaker or smaller melts my heart. His sense of humor and sometimes brutal honesty makes me laugh and brings me back to what is really important. I love his inquisitive mind although sometimes it makes me crazy, he always wants to learn.
Today Jackson starts his last year in the single digits. So much of life will start changing very quickly and I will not be his whole world any more. As long as he knows I am always on the sidelines cheering him on and there when he needs me, I can live with that.
There are so many things that make Jackson special; he is my only son and only grandson on my side of the family. He is a middle child which is something I can help him relate to. He had a rough start with tube surgeries, adenoid surgery and having his tonsils out by the time he was three years old. I have watched him play soccer and make his first goal from mid field. I have watched him run down the court on a fast break and make a beautiful lay-up.
But the one thing that I love about him more than anything else is his "Gentle Soul". To see him watch over Madelynn and help other little kids, to hear his teacher tell me he assists those when they don't understand, and to see him give others a chance when they are weaker or smaller melts my heart. His sense of humor and sometimes brutal honesty makes me laugh and brings me back to what is really important. I love his inquisitive mind although sometimes it makes me crazy, he always wants to learn.
Today Jackson starts his last year in the single digits. So much of life will start changing very quickly and I will not be his whole world any more. As long as he knows I am always on the sidelines cheering him on and there when he needs me, I can live with that.
Happy 9th Birthday Jackson!!
Love, Mama
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