Blessed Days...In His Hands: Celebrating

Today I am celebrating.

After about 3 weeks of using almost all my free time (Cambria napping) I am now officially caught up on the blog. Why does this mean so much to me? I have felt almost silly trying to explain to people why this has been so important. Many reasons. It is one of those things (like a paper in college) that is always waiting for me....never ending and not finished. I am a girl that likes completion. As a doer, I feel a bit freer (bad/good? Reality). Now it is never ending in that we will keep experiencing life that I want to document, however, it will be current. Which is reason number 2. I want to be current in my life and not be writing about 6 months ago. I love writing and documenting our days...seeing where the meaning lies and making it make sense, and celebrating the moments. Which is the last one, I want to be able to look back and remember. Dev was reading the blog the other day, I love that she is already reading it.

I am also celebrating because my daughter of 10 is following in my footsteps, the ones I don't mind sharing. Last night in preparing for her book club today, she rearranged my pretties on the shelf and my pillows. I came out and her hands had busily moved things around. I had to smile and chuckle. She knows how to arrange and she is developing her eye.

My daughter also wrote me my first to do list!?!

I am celebrating a wedding plate I had my omelet on today. Now we were told as we registered for wedding gifts almost 22 years ago to pick out an everyday pattern and a fine china pattern. Well, we received one set of our fine china pattern. For awhile I had it displayed on a plate rack in those early married years. Then it was set up high on a shelf for who knows what....until my daughter introduced it into our plate rotation. It is so like her to use the pretty because you can and why save it for what? I am learning from her. And my husband, I celebrate who brought that plate into my life. He encouraged me these weeks in my blog writing and he was the first upon completion that I wanted to tell yesterday.

I am celebrating Bobo. Who shows me I must continue to be patient and yes even in what can feel like suffering as earlier this week I was asking him to get ready for camp and he is busily filling a baggie with water?!? During basketball camp they were asked to write a letter to someone they wanted to thank. I was handed a white envelope today. In it read the words, "I love you." That grin, those cuddles, that boy!

He tripped at camp and just needed a little ice.

And my baby. I am celebrating baby toes and a yummy coffee treat.

What a better way to spend this week then with her getting busier and busier as she makes her way around our home. As we lay together in the bed after she wakes with no particular agenda (trying to learn), and as we also enjoy the quiet together. And I am taken back 10 years ago when I had another little baby girl on my hip and feeling just as full and now fuller. Is that possible?

I am celebrating that my kids and I have had three weeks to be apart for several hours in the day. And I feel just as committed to teaching them at home. I love that they can thrive outside of our home. I love that I have missed hearing my girls chatter. I loved being in the kitchen with her yesterday baking cupcakes and a berry pie. I miss her and I realize when we are doing home life together I am in touch with them more- I know that seems obvious but we are so much together it takes being apart to realize that we just wouldn't have as many touch points if they went to school.
"Everyone needs a holiday..." that old 80's song floats in my head. Celebrating we had that holiday.

Lastly, I am celebrating that God's provision never ends or becomes a drip facet where we wonder when the next drip will come. I can choose to fear that I will not get this time again for a very long time or I can say, thank you. Thank you for allowing me some quiet. Thank you for allowing me time to do something that is important to me. Thank you for giving Cambria this time that often a third does not receive with two others at home. Thank you that I feel a little more bolstered and open to the ways You want to reveal things to my heart in this process of learning at home.

We have to stop to celebrate. I think that is one of the goods about social media, places like Instagram where mama's at home can post a pretty picture of their day and see satisfaction and contentment. Those pictures are like mini celebrations, finding the beauty in the day, seeing our lives in pictures.