Sunday, December 5, 2010
Here's a few recent pix:
This was taken a couple of days ago while the soldiers were out doing their FTX3- the last big field training before the end of basic. I feel like I should track down whoever took this and send them cookies. It has done good things for my heart to see my favorite teasing about-to-smile look on his face. How I've missed that boy.
My friend Amber came and took some pictures for us a few weeks ago, and they are so cute. Thanks again, Amber!
I had a great date night with Wyatt last night- we went to IHOP and he picked what he wanted to eat, we went to TJ Maxx and checked out all the fun stuff in the toy department, and then we went and saw Tangled, complete with candy, popcorn and drinks. We had a great time, even though he fell asleep with his thumb in his mouth halfway through the movie. I sure love this little muffin.
I often wonder what I ever did without these two. I must have been constantly bored!
I hope you are all doing well and enjoying your holiday preparations. I have tried hard to be on top of things this year- the shopping is almost done, but the wrapping yet looms over me. *groan* Stay tuned for the exciting conclusion...Can Melody Really Pull This Off Before December 15th???
Lots of love and a box of Gourmet Dog Cookies that look so tempting I might just try one,
Melody & Co.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
There are numerous e-mails circulating out there that detail "how hard the life of a soldier is, and how hard your own life isn't so quit whining and be more patriotic!" Having had four brothers in the armed services, I understand how it works. But while I was poking around on the Charlie Company, 2nd Battalion, 47th Infantry website this morning, looking for information on the Holiday Block Leave, I unexpectedly came across this picture.
Seeing it elicited several emotions from me. Happiness because, frankly, it's the first time I've seen my husband in two months. I had been wondering how he looks sans hair! And also happy, because I can tell by his expression he is keeping the sand out of his mouth. That's a good thing.
It gave me a twinge of sadness too, for obvious reasons. That isn't some faceless, abstract, heart-wrenching depiction of the Everyman Soldier. That is MY Lee, my companion and sweetheart and father of my children.
I know my personal trials are not many, and in truth, not very great. Perhaps my honey-bunny isn't right by my side every day, but I still have him. I might get so frustrated being a single mommy that I want to run away, but when I want to spend time with my children and get sticky kisses and little tiny hugs, I can. I don't have to go to a graveyard or a prison or a hospital room to be, so to speak, where they are. I am surrounded both near and far by people who I know love me and are helping me and who genuinely care if I am able to endure to the end. Their thoughts and prayers mean a great deal to me.
I am blessed, personally, beyond measure, and yet oddly enough, I, too, struggle to feel His love for me every day. When I stack my obstacles against others' they seem too frivolous to be authentic. And yet, this mortal existence is designed by a genius, so that we all, no matter our circumstances or parentage or gifts, have to exercise our agency to come to Him. And so though my problems may seem small to an outsider, they are big enough for me to desperately need Him.
(Virgina H. Pearce, "A Heart Like His," emphasis added)
Today has been a day of shifting perspective- certainly not the last, but I am looking at the world with different eyes since I saw this one picture. I have shed a few tears too, but rather than feeling lonely and melancholy, I feel cleansed somehow.
In conclusion, I'll just say that I am grateful for my trials, especially because I know they are mine. They were given specifically to me at this particular time by a loving Father who has a plan for my eternal happiness. He gave them to me-not only so I could grow and learn, but so I could recognize and acknowledge how I need Him, every hour of every day. And I do.
Friday, November 12, 2010
At any rate, I realized the only documentation I have of our lives right now is the letters I've been writing Lee, and I doubt they'll ever make it into any sort of journal. So my goal is to be a person again, start planning outings and play dates, and keep up on my blog, lest this adventure in our lives fall into the giant black hole of lost memories. Maybe I'm subconsciously hoping for that...?
Lee has been gone for just over 5 weeks. I get letters from him fairly often, and the pain of missing him is just a constant ache now instead of the sharp sting of the first little while. My parents have been wonderful in helping me with the kids, and my coworkers have been understanding and kind in letting me hog all the call I can afford. Our plan now is just to stay the course and endure to the end of this adventure, and then endure into the next one!
Jana's 2nd Birthday Party
The noisemakers didn't actually make noise. How wonderful!
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
I told him not to put his feet in there!
Anyway, last night we were driving home from Provo and as we came into the Salt Lake valley, we could see the Draper temple, and I started to sing "I Love to See the Temple."
Often when we sing I leave out the last word of the line so Wyatt and Jana can fill it in. Only this time, Wyatt was feeling exceptionally silly. So here's the lyrics to Wyatt and Jana's version- you can tell which ones Jana sang because they are the right words!
I love to see the...TACO!
I'm going there some...day.
To feel the holy ...TOMATO!
To listen and to ...BED!
For the temple is a house of ...God,
A place of love and...beauty.
I'll prepare myself while I am...young,
This is my sacred...HALLOWEEN!
And after I finished laughing, Wyatt bellows "That is not even fair!" (He meant to say "not even funny," which only made me laugh harder).
What a character.
Monday, August 23, 2010
It's dark and cool, and quiet as a mouse.
Who doesn't squeak much.
We're all doing fine. Here's a photo essay of the last month of our summer vacation!
We slept. Lots and lots of summer naps and sleeping in.
We admired the family of falcons who spent their summer teasing the neighborhood dogs. If you look close, you can see all four of them.
We did apricots.
Oh, did we do apricots.
Canned, dried, juiced...but mostly picked up off the grass and threw in the corner of the garden. Mmm-mmm.
We enjoyed beautiful summer sunrises (on the way home from work).
We took (more) pictures of the Beast.
And told him funny dog jokes so he'd laugh.
We ate. Lots. YUM.
We played with friends (and while we were so busy taking pictures of Wyatt and Camille being cute, we totally walked off without Jana. Temple Square: If you're gonna lose your kids, that's the place to do it!).
And the rest of the summer we spent in the wading pool. If it was full of water we swam...if it was empty, we did this!
In conclusion, summer was a blast. As always, I am thrilled for the coming of fall and cooler weather, although this year is much more bittersweet. But change brings new adventures...and gorgeous fall leaves! We wish you lots of love and a splendid school year!
Love and fresh tomato sandwiches with fresh peaches for dessert,