a month of good things

“How abundant is your goodness which you have stored up for those who fear you.”

Psalm 31:19

 

Darin was unexpectedly laid off from his job in March, but ended up accepting another exciting opportunity by April’s end.  It’s an amazing story of faith and trust, a one and a half year journey that led us to where we are now.  God has taught me so much during this time.  And I am so proud of my husband and so grateful for God’s provision in our lives. It brings me to tears to think about it.

Instead of starting his new job right away, he decided to take some time off.  An entire month.  It was so nice to have him home.  He got up every morning with me to see the kids off to school, driving or walking them to the bus stop with me.  He came along to all of the school functions and had lunch with Eli at school on his birthday.  He took both Evie and Eli to the doctor while I was working to get them checked out and picked up prescriptions.  He took almost daily walks with me and Leo.  He also got a lot of things done around the house.  We took advantage of our day alone time while the kids were at school and grabbed coffee and lunch and drove to South Minneapolis and took walks around the lakes and shopped and spent a lot of time sitting on our front porch.  Other than the week and a half we were both sick, it was absolutely lovely.

Today is his first day at his new job and I miss him.  I know that sounds sappy.  And I thought I might miss my alone time during the week while he was home.  But having him here was just so nice.  I know it was an incredible gift that I don’t take for granted.  It made me feel very thankful for him and my little family and our time together. And thankful for this next chapter that we are starting today.

Heather - This is so sweet! I’m so glad you had that time together and that everything worked out with the job. I hope you both had a good day today!

his first day of nine

 

Today he turned nine.  I can’t believe it.  I remember the first moment I held him in my arms in the operating room.  I remember holding him for hours the following days in the hospital.  I remember snuggling him in the middle of the night in the NICU for a week.  I’m wondering if this is why he’s such a great hugger.

We had our typical birthday breakfast, he picked long johns.  The decorations were all gold for our golden boy for his golden birthday.  It was so great that Darin was home with us.  It happened to be his GEL program at school, which worked out nicely.  We loved seeing him give his presentation and having lunch with him.  We went and got birthday ice cream after school.  It’s all about the treats on your birthday.  Evie got him a chess set.  He loved it.  He got a Kindle.  He can’t wait to read on it.  He requested pizza for supper and then we had his birthday cake….red velvet with chocolate frosting that Evie helped decorate.  His neighbor friends enjoyed some cake with us and then they played chess with him on the living room floor.  There were a few tears at bedtime because he didn’t want his special day to be over.  He was all smiles today and gave out hugs like gifts, even a big snuggle and hug when I tucked him in for bed.  He’s good like that.

Happy Birthday to my sweet boy.  You are such a great kid.  And you are incredibly loved.  I thank God every day for the gift of you and your hugs.  xo

Heather - I love seeing these posts every year! I can’t get over how much he has grown this year. I’m so glad he had a great day, even with the tears!

his last day of eight

 

Say it ain’t so.  The night before his golden birthday.  Nine.  Tomorrow my sweet baby boy will turn nine.

As per tradition, I took a few minutes this evening and captured the very last of him at eight.  He’s starting to look like such a little man and I just love this kid so very much.  He easily obliged with the photo taking and even gave me the biggest hug when we were done.  He always gives me hugs.  He gives the best hugs.  Will he still hug me like that at nineteen?

Gosh I hope so.

(I just had a nice little cry when looking at last year’s last day photos.  Click here if you want to see just how much he’s grown the past 365 days.)

 

that feeling when your heart could burst

 

That’s the feeling I get when I watch her by the water.

 

She points out every little beautiful thing.

She jumps and isn’t afraid when the water splashes and gets her all wet.

She pauses to pick up the tiniest of shells and then asks if I’ll hold them in my pocket.

She lists off every color she sees in the sky.

She notices the little bird prints in the sand.

She holds her arms wide open to the waves and the wind like she wants to give them a hug.

She tells me how pretty the clouds look.

She runs and runs and runs.

She stands still and just takes it all in.

She watches patiently as the sun slowly makes its way under the horizon.

She stays until the light is gone.

 

Heart bursting.

 

captiva love

Over spring break we returned to Captiva Island, Florida. We had been there two years ago and fell in love with the quiet tiny island and it’s shells and sunsets and decided to go back.  God knew we needed a little break together as a family and it was the perfect getaway.  It pretty much is our happy place.

When people ask what we did while we were there I tell them.  We went back and forth from the beach and the pool.  That’s about it.  We ate lunch in our screened in porch at the condo.  We walked along the beach to get ice cream in the afternoon.  We grilled freshly made crab cakes.  We went out to eat.  We collected shells.  We had donuts for breakfast.  We walked into town to get coffee.  We swam. We threw around the football in the sand.  We made new friends. And we watched sunsets.  Seven incredible sunsets.  I love that my kids are content with just this.  No thrills, just some sun and water and sand and they are happy.  It’s simple and wonderful and fits our family perfectly.

The last day of our trip was the only day without sun.  It was overcast and windy and we spent the afternoon inside playing cards. We returned from dinner that night and I was really praying for the sun to emerge for one last sunset to end our vacation.  We walked over to the beach as the time approached and then the light appeared, changing by the minute, from gold to pink to purple.  The kids splashed in the big waves with their new friends as we stood in awe watching the colors in the sky morph.  It was one of the most amazing sunsets I had ever seen and my photos do not do it justice.  It’s a scene that I will never forget, my sweet family on that beach and that sunset that I prayed for.  I’m incredibly grateful for the time we had there.

We can’t wait to go back.