We all face the 'unknowns'. My biggest unknown right now is: where will I be living and working come fall. I know I'll have a job and that my bills will get paid and that I won't have to live out of my vehicle (LOL). But, I don't know where that will be and if I'll have to ship boxes...and possibly my vehicle. (If I'm going to stay in education, I would prefer to be able to be in Kodiak, AK again. I love Kodiak!)
But, maybe it's time for me to venture into something else? I entertain running my own kennel. Or, having my own B&B. Hmmmm....the unknown.
One thing I do know...God has always taken care of me. And, as I wait for the unknowns to segue into the known I'm enjoying life...and am so glad that I have family and friends in which to share it.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
The eve of another Mother's Day
Well, there comes a time when, as much as I've thought of myself as a techie person, I've finally decided to start blogging my life...as I see it and have seen it. I might talk about today. I might talk about yesterday and how it has influenced today.
Today is the eve of Mother's Day. It is my nineteenth motherless Mother's Day.
I think that I think about my mom every day. Sometimes I see her in someone's smile, or the twinkle in someone's eyes. Sometimes I see her in the clothes someone is wearing. Or, I catch a glimpse of the back of her long, soft, brown hair. I often hear her say "Everything's going to be alright".
But, when I see and hear her the most is when I am at church. I hear her singing and smiling and caring for people. I have this gift of my mom still with me. It is a bittersweet gift.
Tomorrow I won't go to church because I pretty much spend days such as Mother's Day crying when I go to the place where I see and hear her most vividly. Instead, I will go to the beach where mom and I used to walk and skip rocks and laugh. And, if I cry...she'll understand.
Today is the eve of Mother's Day. It is my nineteenth motherless Mother's Day.
I think that I think about my mom every day. Sometimes I see her in someone's smile, or the twinkle in someone's eyes. Sometimes I see her in the clothes someone is wearing. Or, I catch a glimpse of the back of her long, soft, brown hair. I often hear her say "Everything's going to be alright".
But, when I see and hear her the most is when I am at church. I hear her singing and smiling and caring for people. I have this gift of my mom still with me. It is a bittersweet gift.
Tomorrow I won't go to church because I pretty much spend days such as Mother's Day crying when I go to the place where I see and hear her most vividly. Instead, I will go to the beach where mom and I used to walk and skip rocks and laugh. And, if I cry...she'll understand.
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