Thursday, December 08, 2011
Our family was very blessed with a precious gift recently. The gift of a set of Matryoshka Dolls.
A bit of history...
Last October, our church hired a new minister. He and his wife are God's gift to our church. This young couple can't have biological children and had already adopted a child from Russia who was 5yo when they came to serve with us. They'd also just started the process of adopting another child from Russia a month before moving here.
Our church and our family has been praying for their adoption process as they went step by step over the 14 months they waited.
During that time, their now 6yo began to struggle in school. Because I have homeschooled 2 dyslexics and worked with another child with it, I said I would be glad to work with their daughter for a year for free. I can't stand to see a child struggle with learning if I have enough knowledge to help. I have this little girl in my Sunday School class and she's precious to me. Plus, the money they'd save could go towards their adoption.
While working with their daughter, our families have grown very close.
When the couple got word that it was time to go to Russia to pick up their new daughter, we followed their month-long exciting journey in Russia daily through facebook. We rejoiced with them over their new 14mo daughter (who just happened to be born on the day they filed their 1st paperwork---is that a God thing or what!?!?) The couple came to a very important decision on their own while there after much discussion and prayer...to homeschool the 6yo starting in January. We gladly agreed to help them get started and teach them the ins and outs.
When they returned home with their new bundle of joy and got settled, they invited us to supper. We talked about the girls, Russia, and homeschooling. They then presented us with the Matryoshka Dolls as a gift for all our help.
These dolls are very precious to me. They represent a very special and precious friendship.
We proudly display them on my husband's great grandmother's 100+yo pump organ in our livingroom. It just seems appropriate to me.
Sunday, December 04, 2011
I am beginning to dream again. And not just at night.
Yes, with the exercise during the day, better, healthier snacking choices in the evening, and yoga I am sleeping much better at night and am even experiencing dreams again after years of what I call 'twilight sleeping'--never going into a deep, restorative sleep. I laid there exhausted, aching, restless, but in a wakeful doze for years. Afternoon naps were where I really got my restorative sleep, but those interfered with our life and schooling.
No, I am talking about dreams for my future!
I am dreaming about becoming a Master Gardener through the Purdue Extension Service.
I am dreaming about working for a greenhouse to get some experience.
I am dreaming about educating people on the benefits of planting native plants in their yards.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
The Old Barn.
1880s-Nov. 29, 2011. A heavy snow yesterday took it down.
Oh, the memories......my whole childhood revolved around this old barn.
My Christmas ponies: Punkin and her colt, Sir Prize, my 4-H horses: Classic's Serenade (Saddlebred), He's a Rascal (AQHA, on loan), Charlie O'Neil (AQHA), Riding hunt seat, flat seat, western, and side-siddle, getting ready for 4-H horse shows, learning to use clippers, being greeted every morning by whinnys, bouts of colic in the middle of the night, waiting for the bus, Sluggar, Lady, Lady's puppies, turkeys, my cousin Gina vs. the fence, Classy vs. the fence, Heidi vs. the fence post (the fence and post always won), unloading loads of hay in 90* weather, stringing fencings through the woods in the Jan. for Christmas ponies, my 4-H leader Bert, jumping out of hay mow onto piles of straw, mucking stalls, walking a board barefoot like a balance beam and driving a rusty nail into the arch of my foot, day-dreaming while lying backwards on a horse while he munched his meal.
RIP Old Barn. Home will never be the same without you.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
I had such a wonderful birthday yesterday. It has made me look at what a difference a year makes!
One year ago, I was just getting back to eating solid foods and relearning how to swallow after a drug-resistant bacteria attacked my throat, swelling it nearly shut. It took several antibiotic/steroid mixes to find the right mix to kill the bacteria. I was in bed for 7 weeks. It was a horrible way to lose 20 lbs.
But that 20 lb loss (regained it by May) taught me that I COULD lose weight after age 40 so maybe I could try again. The 7 weeks in bed left me so weak, I couldn't lift a pan to empty the food into a serving dish. I'd need a nap after grocery shopping. Actually, I needed a nap every day. Not one of those 10-20 min cat naps either.......2-3 hr naps!
One year later, I am stronger and healthier physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually.
My 20yo daughter took me smaller clothes shopping yesterday for my birthday to make sure I'd spend my gift card on me and on clothes. I am still flabbergasted---I squeezed into a size 12 pair of jeans! I bought them, of course!
I can't sit in them yet, but I bought them for incentive and as a goal--to get in them and not only be able to sit in them, but also to be able to sit on the floor in them by my son's 15th birthday in Feb.
I haven't worn a size 12 in 17 years!!!!
My cousin and sparkfriend, Erin, wished me a happy birthday and said, she hoped I felt younger this birthday.
I do-------17 years younger!
p.s.--I also used my gift to myself--the Fit, Firm, and Fired Up dvd yesterday. LOVED it! And my family got me the SparkPeople Cookbook for a gift! It was a SparkyBirthday for sure and certain!
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