A blog is a funny thing. I've written for newspapers and magazines and both give you an assignment and you complete it. This is...strange but nice. No restraints or restrictions.
I guess I should introduce myself. I'm a married mother of four who forgets who she is most of the time. I am a mother and wife most of the time, which is wonderful but I do have many interests that I try to squeeze in.
For example, I would like to start running again. This is hard, though, because I have three children not in school full time. So, today, my oldest, who is seven, went to a friend's farm to play. The older two girls, five and three years old, went with my husband to run errands. The youngest, who is 11 months old, took a nap. This is the first time in a very long time I have had any quiet. We are coming off of four snow days from school. A little loco right now.
So, I decided I wanted to go for a run. I put the baby monitor on my hip and ran around the block for 30 minutes. I think I went around about 16 times. I wonder if my neighbors think I'm crazy. I really don't care. I came in, did a few push-ups and took a long shower. Got out of the shower and still no noise. It was heaven. I started to feel guilty that I was enjoying this so much. I usually want everyone in the same room but with Christmas break and the snow days I was DONE! Tonight I met some girlfriends for a rare wine, food and craft time. I'll post some pictures of what we did. It was so cute!
My husbands grandmother, who is 87 years old, has been staying with us since Christmas. One of her sons, who lives lives three hours away, picked her up yesterday. She'll be with he and his wife for the week then they will bring her back. We told her that she could stay as long as she wanted. She lives in the Northwest corner of Nebraska; it is so cold and icy there a lot of the winter. We live in Tennessee where the winter is not normally as severe.
She and I get along really well. My husband travels quite a bit and I don't think I realized how lonely I was when he is gone. She has so many stories about growing up in rural Nebraska. She did not have running water in the house until 1948! She has six children, five boys and one girl, all born at home except for the youngest boy who was born in the hospital. Amazing! I had one of my children without an epidural because we got to the hospital late; I now appreciate natural birth and how painful it is. She has endured so much tragedy and pain throughout her life. Her husband died over 10 years ago from cancer, most of her friends have either passed away or are in bad shape, she has lost at least two grandchildren and a daughter-in-law, she lived through a horrendous car accident, her father passed away when she was two years old and her mother raised nine children alone. So many other tragedies that I'm finding out about. She doesn't dwell on them but she does occasionally tear up when she's talking about them.
Life on Earth is painful and God tells us it will be. I guess it's like childbirth, it's painful so we know it's time to push forward, to hold that baby and experience the joy. Life here is painful and it will continue to be painful so we will want to push forward to be in Heaven someday.
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