Sunrise, Sunset

The beginning four...Allen, Kenny, Nicole and Aaron.

These words sing through my heart and head -

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears

Fiddler on the Roof

Can't you just hear the whole song?  This is the season of life I find myself.

Just when did they grow up?  I am sure I didn't get any older and I surely am not old enough to have all these adult children.

Feb. 13 -  Our third son turned 24!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Aaron David Wright

On Valentine's Day our second son (William Allen) and his fiance (Katie) got their marriage licences   They will marry here in the US at the court house and have their wedding in September in Italy.

I painted a head board for Nicole's new room....she is giggling about becoming a wife.

Kenny and Sarah visited their future child for the second time....we all can't wait for the final walk of this adoption, so we all can share the new one.

Now please tell me....just Where Did Time Go?

Thank you for your precious supportive comments and prayers from my last post...God is faithful!

Oh How He Loves Me

Tuesday night I went to bed emotionally throwing in the towel.   The struggles that my family faces at this time had done me in.  I truly couldn't see the light at the end of the tunnel.  I prayed scripture over and over again through the tears of total defeat.  The wedding is going great...I gave thanks.  My children are all healthy...I gave thanks.  The enemy still beat me with the facts on paper and I just curled up in total defeat.  I didn't have the strength to lift up the white flag of surrender.

Jesus intercedes before the throne on our behalf daily.  He sends His angels to war over us on our behalf.  The battle has been won.  I know these FACTS and yet my flesh wasn't receiving the truth.

He lost that dangling tooth on Wednesday night...he will be a toothless ring bearer!  

Wednesday morning I woke to eyes still not able to see in complete faith.  I continued my day with what I know to do. I grabbed my precious Benjamin and we headed to the kitchen to make Valentine cookies.  What joy a child brings in all circumstances.  This one has been gifted with seeing the silver lining in all events.  The day before he had been made fun of because he still has difficulty with pronouncing some of his words...he looked up at me, who was ready to tell the bully how mean his was, and he said...."Mom he doesn't know me that well...it is okay!"  Out of the mouth of my child I was humbled.  So this little fellow and I would bake cookies, so mommy could see the light.

I checked my emails.  You know there is a God when you look into your email box and there are three...yes, three...not just one, although that is enough....three emails!  Three different women all over the country had me placed on their heart that morning.  They had all taken me before the throne.  NONE, NONE...knew all the struggles I was facing.  God with His great love for me had them intercede on my behalf.  I also realized that more had probably prayed also, but the emails put faces to the prayers.  Each pointed me to the truth with their words of encouragement.

This morning I woke to balloons...and a intimate gift from my hubby.  I think the most special gift I have ever received on Valentine's Day....because I needed to know I was loved.  Then I heard these words from a very old song.

Oh How He Loves You and Me!  Oh how he loves you and me!  He gave His life, what more could He give?  Oh How He Loves You and Me!

What an awesome Valentine's Day gift.....the cross and resurrection!

My Lace, My Prayers, My Stitches Sewn in the Hem

She bounced into my master bedroom, running for the closet to grab my wedding dress.  She is very familiar with the dress, she has played in it through the years.  She excitedly tells me the design she wants for her future wedding dress and how she will convert my dress into her own.  She decides she will try on my dress while telling me we will probably have to take it in a lot.  To her surprise and my totally delight (this has now become a joke) she couldn't fit in my dress!  She is larger than her mother of 33 years ago.  She was horrified and I just giggled. My daughter isn't big in anyone's imagination or standard...she is model quality, but at the time of my wedding I was a dance major in college....totally fit and trim.  I reminded her that I was even smaller after I had had her...my fourth child, but life and additional children had expanded my figure.

 Isn't if funny how they can never envision you ever being young?
Nor does she ever envision me as being smaller!

I never intended my only girl to wear my dress.  I have always wanted her to have her own...and she will.  It is her...not me!  We also both wanted a piece of my dress worked into her own.  This weekend I sewed lace from my own dress onto my only daughter's wedding dress.  The same lace that I wore almost 33 years ago will escort my daughter on her wedding day.

   I prayed as I sewed each stitch into place.  I asked the Lord to bless this union and form them into one for His glory.

I loved this poem, so I am sharing with you today.  The soon-to-be Bride was beautiful in her Bridal pictures...but you can't see until after the wedding day.

WEDDING DRESS POEM

Submitted by: Ilove2scrapit

Author: THERESCA ROBINS

Shes been dreaming
'bout her wedding dress
since she was a little girl..
white with lace, and flowing,
accents made of pearl
Mother watches daughter
trying on the dresses....
her daughters now a future bride
and the older one confesses,
she sees that little girl, again..
her eyes sparkling with joy,
playing bride in bedroom sheets
and dreaming 'bout a boy....
She grew up...she met a man
who swept her off her feet..
they fell in love,he proposed to her,
and now her lifes complete...
Daughter's eyes are dancing, now..
shes found the perfect fit...
mother smiles proudly..
This one's surely it..
Daughter turns to mother
I love it-watcha think...??"
mother grins , she love it too,
then gives the girl a wink..
And in that very moment,
mother sees the change occur,
standing, now,in front of her
a woman - not a girl.

A State of Mind

Where am I?  That's me!!

Now why did I pick the words transition with joy for the year?

I am still stewing, painting, transitioning, waiting, and not sure where my state of mind truly is!

I am so glad He holds me in His hands.

See you soon....now off to get my daughter ready for her bridal pictures!!

Doodling for Daughter

Earlier this year I took up doodling.  Yes, it is a funny way of saying I took up a fun form of amateur drawing. I loved the look of the fun letters and an excuse to try my hand at this form of art.  I felt it would look wonderful in my scrapbooks, that is to say, if I ever return to put all those photos in a book.  I didn't think it would come in handy so fast.

After a long week I needed paint therapy. When daughter asked for help with her new place, well I jumped at the chance.  YEAH! someone needs me for something fun!  I grabbed my brushes and headed out the door.  She is trying to please her new future hubby, so choosing the right colors and style are very important. I heard all the "he doesn't like, and I can't have"....list from future hubby!  No flowers....nothing that looked too girly....on and on.  I wanted to yell..."but sweetheart you are a girl and will be living here also!!!!"....I didn't, I used the duct tape.  Paint was chosen and I proceeded with her desires, hoping she would come around to maybe something that looked like a woman would live here.

Okay nothing but strips....they could be in the blue, but nothing else.   Well as I painted the walls in the grey she looked at it all and said, "well now that looks too masculine....can we do some shape instead of stripes?"

Finally mother would be able to say what she had envisioned all along.  I picked up the fabric, which I will sew for her shams and suggested the shapes.

Can you guess the shape I saw?  Remember I can't use anything that looks like flowers.  Well my daughter had to leave for work....yeah! just in time!  I was now left to draw and paint.  If worse came to worse I would paint over it.   Are you ready?

I boldly started in the corner...there wasn't any chance of going back, I was committed.

Now to the wall on the other side of the bed.  Each of these would frame the bed.  

I placed a small one above the mirror on the vanity...the fur down.  Another come up the corner of a wall framing her large wardrobe.

I had a blast...daughter was totally delighted.  Now to finish painting her side tables...they are being spray painted silver.  Then on to the headboard and shams for the bed.

Sometimes Mom does something right!  I think this one is a winner....now to wait until March to see what her hubby will say....she is trying to keep it a secret.