Monday, January 2, 2023

Year in Review for 2022

January

Ruby turned 6 and we celebrated with friends at a local gym where they enjoyed trampolines, games, pizza and cupcakes. 


February 

I started a new position with the district, moving from a clerk to a secretary in the Special Education office. The team I work with is great and I’ve enjoyed learning more about the services that the district offers, how SpEd works and working with the public a bit more than before. I’m sincere about that, too. Most days are really enjoyable and I have a sense of purpose and fulfillment. 

Later in the month, Mike and Ruby attended our church’s annual Father Daughter Dance. She really enjoys her solo time with her daddy and loves spoiling her with flowers and dressing fancy. 



March 

Ruby got her first dramatic haircut, saving us from lots of tangles and she absolutely rocked the short bob. Hank went on his first mission trip with our church and enjoyed getting to serve alongside some of the boys that he’s friends with. He also turned 12 later in the month. TWELVE! Oh and his official start to his drag racing career started, too.





April 

Hank went on to win his first bracket race in the Jr. Sportsman class. We are enjoying learning about how to be parents of a racer, compared to being the driver. It’s been an adjustment for me but mainly because it makes me miss racing. 



Later in the month, I made a long time dream happen by adopting a leopard gecko. Cleo is a pretty neat little lady and I’ve really enjoyed learning how to care for her. 



May
May started out with another Jr. Sportsman win for Hank! He’s taken to racing like a duck to water and it’s been so fun to watch! 

Ruby’s soccer season was a great one, she even earned Best Offensive Player on her team! Mike was a chaperone on her kindergarten field trip the zoo; that experience gave him a new appreciation for all educators. 

The school year wrapped up for the kids, the boys went on a dirt track road trip to Missouri and we celebrated my niece Emma’s high school graduation as Valedictorian of her class. 



June

 We took our first beach vacation with the kids and Ruby loved the ocean. We stayed with the Wilsons in a condo and let me tell you, nothing makes for more excitement than 4 kids in a 3 bedroom place for 3 nights. We went exploring around town, drove over to Bolivar Peninsula via ferry and enjoyed time making memories with the kids. 



Mike and I celebrated 15 years married. I know it’s cliché, but I’m not sure where the time went. 


July 

We spent a big chunk of the summer either at the swimming pool or soaking up air conditioning as the drought and insane heat was too much most days. Ruby also played indoor soccer which was a huge learning experience for all of us. It was fun but it was a lot!



August 

Hank and Ruby headed back to school, 7th grade and 1st grade respectively.  Just the 2nd day into the new school year, I tested positive for COVID and spent the next 10 days feeling like a zombie. While I wasn’t horribly sick past the first 48 hours, every part of my body ached and I was exhausted for about 3 months. My hair thinned out quite a bit but if that’s the worst of it, so be it. 

Hank also started his first season of football in full pads. He has played flag football in the past and was so excited for contact. 





September 

This month was a doozy. I turned 40 and was spoiled by my family, friends and coworkers. Unfortunately, that high ended with a downward spiral and we had to say goodbye to my best buddy in the whole world, Dutchie. They say that last day is the hardest of having pets and I couldn’t agree more. Each day is a little easier but I still get caught up in his memories and miss him fiercely.



We did end the drag racing season with a 3rd win for Hank and he finished 2nd in points for the Jr. Sportsman class for the season. He is definitely our Rookie of the Year with those accomplishments. It took a lot of weekends of work by him, Mike and Papa and lots of trips north of the Red River to make it happen and we are looking forward to whatever 2023 will bring. 



October
We had more football, finished Ruby’s soccer season and went to a fun Trick or Treat event at Nana and Papa’s. A first for our family and a longtime wish of mine happened - we all went together to watch my Lewisville Fighting Farmers play in the Battle of the Ax against dirty Marcus. It was an awesome game that we won! 





November

We surprised Hank with a trip that had been in the works for months, we went to Ann Arbor for the first time to see a game at the Big House. Such an amazing experience and a trip well worth the wait. We also got to catch up with old friends who had moved back home from Texas a handful of years ago, so great to see the Coleen and Steven. 




A short week later, we headed out of town again and went to our favorite little retreat in Broken Bow, OK. We stayed in a cabin with my folks and one of my nieces. I was mostly a couch potato, but went on one little adventure, we took Hank and my dad zip-lining for the first time. They of course loved it and I’m thankful we got to share that experience together.



December 

We welcomed Duff into our home for a trial run but after the 1st night, we knew he was a keeper. He’s a big goofball who loves people and is pretty chill most of the time. Lucy and Lily still give him an evil glare from time to time but they have at least stopped showing him their teeth; he will win them over eventually. 



We enjoyed Christmas with both sides of the family and the kids were spoiled with all kinds of goodies. The month and year ended with a terrible Michigan loss to TCU in the CFB Playoffs. Hope next season is better. As my Daddy said, “Is it racing season yet?" 


So, that's our highlight reel for the year, lots of fun memories made, lessons learned and exciting times to come. 


Thursday, March 18, 2021

A Year into the Pandemic

I'm not sure at what point our official lockdown started in 2020 but I know for certain this time last March things were definitely eerie and unfamiliar.  By the end of the month, new words and phrases were added to our every day vernacular like: shelter in place, stay at home orders, quarantine, coronavirus, pandemic, unprecedented, asymptomatic and super-spreader.  We all learned how to pivot from mobile lifestyles to how creative can we be within our homes.  We learned how to navigate a virtual world and for so many of us parents, we learned how resilient our children would be, but more on that later.  When we were given the local mandate to begin sheltering in place for 14 days, (add that to your bingo card) I think so many of us naively thought, "Ok, I can do this for 2 weeks."  Oh how silly all that was looking back now, huh?!  Two weeks felt like a lifetime ago. 

In our state, as in many, people were quickly labeled essential or non-essential and if you fell in the latter category, you were ordered to stay home except for groceries or "other necessary business."  Doctors offices, dentists, banks, dine-in eating was stopped, salons closed so it's not like you had the chance to catch up on errands or appointments.  I believe auto repair shops were still open because they were deemed necessary but dealerships may have been closed.  Our plumber came over to rescue us because we had a leak in the kitchen - thankful he was labeled ESSENTIAL!  Churches, schools, many daycares - doors closed to the public.  Office buildings that were once filled to the brim with employees?  Most of them were ghost towns as employees were sent home to work virtually.  Many friends of mine are still working from home to this day and some employers have decided that working from home works for their business after all. 

For the first two weeks of quarantine, I didn't leave the house except to go up to the church office to gather a few things I needed to work on and maybe one trip to the grocery store.  I mostly let Mike handle that because I'm a bit of germ freak anyway, but add an unknown virus with no cure? That's a hard pass for me.  For the first month, I only went to church on Sunday mornings as I was on staff and we had FB live services and virtual Sunday School for the preschoolers.  I sat with my mask on and we all stayed way far away from each other which is super weird for Baptists like us.  I eventually branched out to sitting in my parents' and sister's driveways so we could safely visit with them and my grandparents, and I made a couple of short trips to the store but admittedly it took me a while to feel comfortable with being around people and any potential of getting sick. 

In the beginning, I worried about my entire family because the unknowns were too much for my brain to process and my anxiety really got the best of me most days.  That's one thing about the devil, he knows how to wear you down, especially when you're already worn out.  No one ever said he fights fair.  

As we began to see a slowing in the first wave and the data showed that hospitalizations and the mortality rate wasn't as significant, Mike and I felt a little more confident to slowly start emerging from our bubble a little more at a time with plenty of precautions in place.  He had to travel for work and if not for PPE - personal protective equipment (yet another new phrase in 2020!), I might have just been a constant stress bubble as he works in assisted living facilities which for a big portion of the year were hot spots for the virus, especially amongst staff members, the same people he was working in and around and on their equipment. I shudder at the thought but I praise God for protecting him. 

We took the kids up to Broken Bow and invited Granny (Mike's mom) to join us the first week of July.  After so much time working from home, Mike and I really needed a change of scenery and the kids needed new territory to explore.  We were able to keep appropriate precautions in place, masked up in public, hands sanitized and stayed back away from people when we were out of the cabin.  I had my doubts that we could make it work, but by the time we got there, I realized that it was totally doable, no regrets and Mike and I even made a second trip up there back in January because again, there's only so much being at home that one person, let alone two people can take.  It's a lot! 

We started attending church again regularly in August and September, but by October, there was another wave in our county and people very close to us were hit hard with the virus, so we felt it was best to go back to virtual church and stick closer to home.  It's definitely not the same worship experience but we also know that God is everywhere all the time.  We love our church family and have been so thankful to connect in other ways virtually but we really look forward to returning, hopefully soon!

In November, Henry was sent home from school by the district on a two week quarantine after a classmate in his "pod" tested positive for the virus.  Initially I was a mess but the principal reassured me that so far no one at the school that had been sent home under the precautionary measures had subsequently tested positive.  From there I just tried to keep the faith in the social distancing and mask protocols already in place and pray for the margin.  Thankfully after what felt like 2 months of watching and making sure he didn't get sick, the 14 days were up and Henry was able to return to school.  Phew! Exhale. 

And I know some of you are probably thinking "Get a grip Lacey" or "Where is this faith of yours?" but Henry's lung functions were as low as 68% last summer due to asthma.  I don't even want to think of what this awful virus could have done to my child in either the short or long term.  God is bigger than all of my fears and that's why I've prayed and prayed and prayed to Him to protect our son.  

Thanksgiving fell right in the middle of Henry's quarantine so he and I hung at home just to be on the safe side. Christmas activities were pretty much a wash as well.  We had Mike's parents over Christmas Eve but his brother wasn't feeling too hot and although it turned out to be just allergies, he didn't want to risk getting anyone else sick so he and Janet didn't come over for our annual get together.  It sucked to miss them and miss the traditions but safety was in the forefront.  We spent time with my family Christmas Day but most of us were in masks and truth be told, the day just felt kinda weird.  We were all together and safe, but I think in the back of everyone's mind was a cloud of "what if."  I have no doubt that every family can relate so we aren't unique. 

A couple of days after Christmas, Mike was eligible for his first vaccine as his employer was administering them for their residents and staff members.  Aside from his arm being sore after the first shot, he had no side effects.  I think he was pretty nervous to get the second one 4 weeks later as more people reportedly have side effects then, but other than being tired, which could have been from the business travel that week, Mike was spared any ill effects. Praise the Lord!  I'm still waiting to qualify for a shot and have been advised not to do it outside of a hospital or doctor's office due to a history of anaphylaxis.  

Hand sanitizer (or "hanitizer" as Ruby calls it) is finally back in stock on shelves and not just the knock off variety made at your local distillery. Not knocking the stuff that smelled like straight tequila as it killed germs when it needed it to, but smelling like a drunk at breakfast wasn't a great way to send our kids to school. ;)  Toilet paper is still occasionally a luxury item around our city which is hilarious and maddening at the same time.  I've learned how to get creative with cooking when I can't find all the ingredients that I need due to shortages at the grocery store.  This past year has been extra in a lot of ways.  Not opening this for discussion, but because I write for personal reflection and for our kids to read someday, there's a lot of controversy over getting vaccine.  There's personal reasons from uncertainty of the efficacy and safety due to how quickly it was rolled out to theories of microchipping or particular brands of the vaccine causing autism or infertility (these have been labeled as theories because there is no scientific evidence at the time of this writing). Online, there's a litany of name calling and vitriol across party lines because some choose to vaccinate while others won't.  There's no right or wrong answer in my eyes so I'm not stating my opinion here, you do what you need to do for your body, it literally may not be safe for you to take.  You can protect with the vaccine or from it, talk to your doctor to decide what's right for you.  Some unsolicited advice since you're here, I do think more kindness for others is always a good idea.  That typically doesn't cost you anything more than a smile or a nice attitude.   It's been disheartening to see a global pandemic turn into a mudslinging political mess when this could have been a chance to truly unite us a nation and as a people.  The irony that we were all sent to our proverbial rooms and still found a way to fight with each other.... I don't know whether to laugh or cry. 

No doubt this will be something that even our 5 year old daughter will remember.  She's been mad at this "birus" for messing up her social life and for making people sick.  She's now a pro at wearing a mask and she was already a great handwasher before so if nothing else, she's a little safer now.  

I hope that each of you are healthy and well, not feeling lingering affects from this awful virus but unfortunately I do know several in my circle of favorite people who may struggle with this indefinitely. We will continue praying for you and cheering you on towards strength and good health.  Hopefully the light is at the end of the tunnel and as more are vaccinated or as more people are getting sick with the virus and recovering, we will reach herd immunity and this virus will join the list of common nuisances like the flu, head colds and respiratory viruses so we can get back to living life with our friends and family, but hopefully even better than before.  







Wednesday, September 9, 2020

Family update - pandemic-style

As we round out 6 months of mostly staying in and trying to keep our family safe and healthy, I felt that it was important to document a few things, update those who may care and reflect on the blessings during this albeit trying and overwhelming time.  We are blessed to be healthy but admittedly it has been overwhelming at times. I’m sure everyone reading this could agree to one extent or another. Even grocery shopping isn’t normal anymore. 

Our youngest, Ruby who is 4, has struggled with the reality of the “birus” as it meant her social scene was halted for months. She is our resident social butterfly who loves people and going places. She finally got to see her Lolli & Pop (bonus parents) a couple of weeks ago after not seeing them since February.  Thank goodness for FaceTime to make those gaps of time more tolerable but nothing beats real time with your people. She has declared more than once that “when the birus is gone, all my people are gonna come to my house!” Amen, Sister!


Ruby was set to start a pre-k program at a local public elementary school back on August 4th, but the school district delayed opening so the program was delayed as well. Since we found out less than a week before the new program was to start, it was a little crazy trying to make it happen but Mama came in clutch and got Sister enrolled in a pre-K program at a local Christian school. While the curriculum hasn’t officially started, she has been working on handwriting and letter recognition, improving each week. She loves her new friends and her teachers and has adjusted pretty well to the routine there.  We are so proud of her excitement to go each day and the progress that she’s making in a classroom setting.

  



She’s still super obsessed with her baby dolls, Baby John in particular and her caretaking skills are rather impressive. She’s very attentive to his (imaginary) needs and can change diapers like a boss, even on real babies!





Henry, who now prefers to be called Hank, is doing virtual school until at least mid-October. He has asthma and poor lung function so we’ve erred on the side of caution and kept his bubble relatively small. He’s been to the races with Mike and trips to Nana & Papa’s for swimming but is doing a bulk of life a little closer to home. While this certainly isn’t what we thought the 5th grade would look like for him, he is happy, thriving and working through challenges as best as he can. We are proud of his positive attitude and the growth we’ve seen in him.  




While I’ve cherished the time having Henry home, I know that being with his friends at school, learning the old-fashioned way and socializing is important to his development too.  Hoping the numbers in our city/county will stay low now that school is back and session so we can start getting him out more often, i.e. church, outings with friends, TKD classes, etc.  He’s still (virtually) working towards his black belt in taekwondo; hoping to earn it during the next testing cycle in December. 


Mike started working from home in March and it looks like he will continue on in to perpetuity (there’s an Old Gray Wolf reference for the P1s). He’s home unless he needs to do site visits or be in the main office outside of Austin. Thankfully those trips aren’t more than a few days out of the month so he’s home more than not.  Lucy and Lily have found a comfy place in his work spot so they are happy to have him home too.


I recently started working a part time job from home and I’m really enjoying it. The hours are pretty flexible and I enjoy the work and learning new skills. Dutch especially loves having me home too, sleeps in the office while I work.  I’m also still volunteering as a CASA Advocate so that keeps me busy.  


So our family is like most families during this pandemic, trying to figure out how to juggle kids, school, work, life and stress without burning out.  Some days fly right on by while others feel like we are stuck in a perpetual Groundhog Day. While I won’t miss wearing a mask or being afraid to sneeze in public, I sure hope the value of family and being home together stays in the forefront. Sure, we’ve put on a couple of extra comfort food pounds and maybe gotten on each other’s nerves more than normal, but I can’t say that I regret the time we’ve had or the memories we’ve made. Cleaning out closets, rearranging rooms, cooking new recipes, riding bikes as a family, finishing giant puzzles and even reading books, none of that would have happened had we not slowed down and made the best of it.  I’m not narrow minded however, and I know this health crisis is still unsolved, people are still suffering and some are even dying an untimely death. It’s heartbreaking, devastating and down right terrifying the more I read or watch the news. Sometimes it’s best to live in our little bubble, cherishing our kids and each other as we’ve learned more than anything this year that life isn’t guaranteed and we can’t take it for granted.

Tuesday, March 24, 2020

A letter to Henry on his 10th birthday

With each birthday, most parents boo hoo and get all sentimental, sad that their baby is another year older. I’m not most parents in this category. I’m thrilled that you’re officially 10 years old. I love the person that you’re continually growing in to and I’m excited to see what is ahead. 

Your teacher told me at a recent meeting that “I just love Henry. I could have 25 little Henry’s in my class.” Talk about being proud of you. Probably a little relieved because we live with you and know the other side of that, but the truth is, you are typically respectful and eager to learn at school, a good friend and a good example. 

Although you like to dish me grief, you’re quick to defend me. If Ruby gets out of line, you’re so great about trying to set a good example. Granted you’ve taught her some bad things but what are siblings good for if you can’t get them into some kind of trouble? You’re my defender and rescuer if Daddy even hints at picking on me. It’s endearing and maybe even a glimpse into your future relationships, trying to make sure that I’m treated like a lady should be.  Again though, I’m certainly not immune to a rash of grief when you’re ready to share. Mercy, son, you definitely know how to push my buttons. Thankfully you also know how to apologize so there’s hope for you yet. ;)

You’re still working hard with your taekwondo training and you continue to wow us. You’re coming up on your 3rd anniversary in June and will be testing for your black belt in August. We are so proud of your commitment and we look forward to seeing you take the next steps in your training.  



Your sense of humor borders on hilarious and more than crossing the line. Sometimes your jokes fall flat and you might have made me cry once (or twice), and you never miss the chance to make a joke. As your Daddy says, you’re fine tuning your craft and you get funnier each day. You definitely have a warped sense of humor that keeps us laughing and maybe a little shocked sometimes. You keep it interesting for sure.


You’re a sports nut, especially football. You’ve watched countless hours of games from the past and can tell us all kinds of (useless) trivia about teams all over the NFL. You wear your Demarcus Ware Cowboys jersey at least twice a week; makes me sad that you will outgrow it soon.  You also love going to the dirt track with Daddy, Granddad and Uncle Steve and you’re looking forward to the annual road trip to Nebraska this summer for a long weekend of racing. You’re always down for a trip to the drag strip an

d I don’t doubt that you’ll be Papa’s biggest fan when he gets behind the wheel again. You have a lifelong love of fast and loud cars and can often tell what kind of car it is just by hearing it running down the street. Nut didn’t fall far from the tree.




Your Zeke jersey was a heavy hitter for a while too
You’re an old soul who loves learning, who regularly watches Inside Edition and documentaries. You care about people and want everyone to always feel included. You’re a huge help to me at church and enjoy serving in the preschool classes whenever you get the chance. You love being the “big kid” in the room that the littles look up to and I always enjoy seeing how you interact with others. 



You’re a hearty eater with a wide range of preferences. You can eat junk food like a frat boy, everything from chips to candy and blue raspberry slushes from Sonic. You love your nightly bowl of Blue Bell Dutch Chocolate ice cream (reminds me of your Papa). You also enjoy healthy foods, lots of fruit and plenty of green vegetables, your favorite being green bell peppers. You even like onions and salad, something lots of kids your age won’t touch. You’re a little weird though, not liking peanut butter but loves Reese’s Pieces. I don’t get it but you are persistent that it’s not real PB in that candy coated awesomeness. You can put down half a rack of ribs like nobody’s business, same with breakfast for dinner and of course wiping out the last of the pan every Cinnamon Roll Saturday.

Cheers to a big milestone birthday for you with many more on the horizon. We are so excited to see what this year holds for you. You’re the best son, brother and friend.  You’re loyal, thoughtful, caring and fun to be around. We love you to Heaven and back. 




Friday, January 24, 2020

A letter to Ruby on her 4th birthday

FOUR and I can say with certainty that this will be my favorite year with you so far. Your personality is bigger than your body. You wake up each day with spunk and ready to take on the day. You’re observant, noticing when things are different than you left them or not how you would prefer. We aren’t sure if that’s the little girl in you or a bossy lady in the making. Maybe a little of both. You’re very opinionated and not shy about voicing your way of seeing things. When the sweet ladies at church try to love on you, you’re either all about it or will straight up tell them no. Even though it embarrasses me, they laugh and have always told me that it’s best that you stick up for yourself, no sense in being shy about it.

You have been working on your letters with Ms. Kim and it’s rather impressive to see how well you trace your name. You’re very meticulous with a pen or crayon, but only if it’s your idea and you’re up for putting in the effort. If you’re over it, you’re quick to scribble and move on, not caring about the end result. The pride on your face when you show off your hard work is always rewarding. It will be interesting to see how you continue to learn, what gets you excited and what you feel like can be moved on from.

You’re also a natural athlete in the making. Daddy and Henry always marvel at your ability to tackle, catch a football and throw a baseball. You have laser focus, even if super brief, but you’re always up for a competitive game with the boys. You’re a lefty so watching you play is entertaining, too.

You’re independent, wanting very little help with all kinds of tasks from getting dressed and undressed to getting things ready to leave the house. You’re very responsible with helping clean up, never complaining about having to pick up your toys, you take great pride in being “a good helper.” Hearing words of affirmation is a BIG thing for you and thankfully it’s something easy for Mama and Daddy to say to encourage you.

Another thing I pray never changes, you have a love for babies and little kids. You are a little mommy to “Baby John,” the doll that Lolli gave you for Christmas. You take great care of him and carry him everywhere. You accidentally left him at Ms. Kim’s earlier this week and you began sobbing when you realized he hadn’t made it home. I hugged you in an attempt to comfort you that we could get him tomorrow and that Ms. Kim would keep him safe, but you insisted that he was going to be hungry since you couldn’t feed him. Made me chuckle, which just further pissed you off, but it was so sweet to see your concern for him.


You are also the poster child for the phrase “curiosity killed the cat.” Girlfriend, you cannot and will not just leave stuff alone. You’re willing to risk hell and high water to test the boundaries, consequences or whatever is standing in your way. When asked why you colored on your door, “because I did!” Wrong answer, we tried redirecting that decision, not a good choice but you’re still proud of your artwork. When anyone is eating anything that you don’t have, you’re quick to bat your baby blues and say “I wanna try that!” You’re precocious and never shy about making your requests and desires known. The world is your oyster. And this is your world, we’re just living in it. You exhaust me but you’ve taught me so much. Daddy might even have learned to think a couple more steps ahead of you as to not be defeated. Ha ha!

You love dressing up for church, having your hair curled and you’re recently really digging makeup. You especially love lip gloss and if you’re with me while I’m getting ready, sometimes I’ll add just a bit of blush to your cheeks. You always grin from ear to ear when you sport “make up.” Painting fingernails and your toes is one of the only ways I can get you to sit still for more than 2 minutes at a time. You love your hair bows and when Ms. Kim braids your hair. You have a full head of gorgeous hair that is really fun to curl and style.




Funny things you say -

Keek-a-boo instead of peak-a-boo
You call foods with lots of flavor “spicy,” even if it’s sour, bitter or tangy.
You're obsessed with being "older" and "bigger." If you are met with a "no" when asking to do something, you will quickly ask "Can I when I'm five?" "When I'm bigger?"  We always say yes just to redirect, but I really hope you aren't keeping track of all these things. 

Your first day as a 4 year old was full of blessings and awesomeness, just like you. We love you to Heaven and back!





Tuesday, December 31, 2019

Ten years

Ten years ago tonight, Mike and I got in the car and drove to Decatur to have supper at Sweetie Pie's Ribeyes.  The fact that I can remember how much I enjoyed my steak and the red velvet cake is amusing, but I was pregnant and red meat was a constant craving and what goes better with steak than a fat slice of cream cheese frosted cake? Exactly.

It was New Year's Eve, we were merely hours away from welcoming 2010.  We enjoyed each other's company, I remember it was cold that night even for hot-natured me.  We reflected on the year that was wrapping up, all of life's roller coaster rides that led us to that night. We were about to become parents after what felt like 18 months of persistent challenges.  Little did we know, that journey to parenthood would be a precursor to all the future crazy that led us to tonight. 

God has blessed us abundantly, don't get me wrong about that, but mercy, the last decade has been intense at times.

As I reflect in a quiet house, (RJ is in bed, Hank is at Camp Nana and Papa and Mike is out of town for work - holiday deploys are the best, said no one ever!) the last decade has been a pretty amazing ride.  Ten years ago, it was just the two of us, baby on the way and we had a three-legged pup.  Now, we have two beautiful children, a host of bonus babies, three dogs with all their legs intact, and a pretty awesome history behind us.  I won't lie though, a slab of red velvet cake and a steak with a baked potato would be the perfect way to come full circle and round out the decade.

Not only have our responsibilities grown, but we've grown personally.  This year, Mike hit the 25th year in his career and he's done nothing but make me proud of his growth in knowledge and skills.  Earlier this year, he literally had 4 job opportunities to mull over.  Pretty cool to see people wanting him on their team.  I'm proud of him and I pray that he always knows how much I respect his hard work and dedication to be successful.  Plus, he has fun in his work and generally enjoys the people he works with.  That's definitely a win!  Ten years later, I'm no longer in the corporate world, which is something I wouldn't have thought would happen for me.  Admittedly, I never felt quite fulfilled professionally outside of making a living.  I always felt like there was more than a healthy paycheck to the hard work. I liked the work and the people, but I was always longing for something more substantial.  In 2016, Mike accepted a new job and we were able to make it with just one income, allowing me to stay home with our kids.  We were actively fostering a little girl and Henry was just finishing kindergarten, that was an amazing summer!  It wasn't perfect, I certainly didn't have it easy every day, but I knew in my heart that home was where I needed to be for that season.  We were eventually matched up with Ruby and the rest as they say, is history.  I needed to be home and all-in in order for any of that to have happened.   As of October 2018, I joined our church staff and have cherished my time serving over the preschool ministry, working with our littlest attenders and their families.   While I've wanted to work for the church in the past, this was a bit of a curve ball and a scary leap of faith, but God has guided our family and we've all grown immensely from vocational ministry. 

We've traveled a few times over the past 10 years between road trips to Houston, Fredericksburg, Austin, Shreveport and Broken Bow to further destinations like Playa del Carmen and Washington D.C.  Mike and Henry have made a couple of trips to Nebraska to watch dirt track races and I'm sure they are scheming for another trip soon.  We are looking forward to taking more trips with the kids now that they are getting older.  One of us is adventurous and the other is a bit of a home body, but we're finding a better compromise as time goes on. 

We've grown in our spiritual faith tremendously as well.  While I grew up in church for the most part, it wasn't until July 2010 where I felt like the Lord was really, truly calling me to follow Him.  I had all this head knowledge, even having graduated from a Baptist university, but in that service on that day, I knew what God was asking me to do, that He wanted me to fully trust Him and essentially get out of His way so that He could be the Lord of my life.  Best decision I've ever made.  The past
 9+ years of being a Christian hasn't been a cake walk, no good days were promised on the day of salvation, but knowing that there's a bigger plan out there that I don't necessarily need to be privy to every single detail?  Why yes, that IS freeing!   As for Mike, he's stepped out in faith in various ways including using his training and skills working behind the scenes at church.  He's also been active in our Sunday School class and now more so than ever as a staff husband.  I can't speak for him directly, but I know he's been challenged by this new role and is growing as well.  I'm proud of him and thankful for his sacrifices so that I can follow this calling. 

We still live in our first home that we bought in 2008 during our first year of marriage.  This is coincidentally the longest I've ever had the same address in my entire life which is pretty neat.  We've made changes and improvements along the way: new floors in the living spaces, updated the UGLY kitchen into a place that I actually enjoy being in (y'all, the countertops were maroon and black, I'm not even kidding.  There was also linoleum on the floors that was starting to peel. Icky!), we planted a beautiful tree in the front yard and even added a giant wooden play set in the backyard.  At one time we even had washer pits for weekend parties.  We certainly miss shenanigan-filled late nights with our friends and family.  Maybe someday we can recreate some of those good times. 

While 2019 wasn't as crazy as some years recently, it was one filled with growth and change, good and bad.  Life isn't always sunshine and rainbows, but God's been there each step of the way.  Maybe shaking His head at us sometimes, but we are incredibly thankful.  The 2010s were full of challenges and obstacles, but I'm hoping that at least more of the time going forward, we are able to enjoy the fruits of our labor, find stability in the ever changing chaos of life and continue building a life that we enjoy and love.  Cheers to 2020 and the new decade ahead!




Saturday, November 23, 2019

In the net



We have a betta fish, Jerry 2, and earlier this week I cleaned out his tank. Ashamedly, it was long overdue, it’s a chore I hate doing but I’m the only one who will so I rolled up my sleeves and got to work. I poured clean water into a vase and rinsed the net so it would be clean before trying to catch J2 with it.  To my surprise, it was relatively easy to catch him but as I lowered the net into the clean water, he started flopping around and going crazy. He hit the back of the net and kept pushing with all of his might. I tried moving the net forward, hoping he would be able to back out of it. Silly me, he’s a fish and they don’t go backwards often, at least not bettas.  He kept charging towards the back of the net, this lasted a long moment before I tried holding the net still instead of trying to pull it back over him. Sure enough, once he calmed down and looked around, Jerry was able to see an opening to get out of the net and swam into clean, clear waters. 

As I began cleaning the tank, I thought about how much I’m like Jerry 2. How many times am I swimming in something I shouldn’t be? How many times in life has God tried to pull me out of the junk and I resisted? More times than I would like to admit. Sometimes we get so settled in our surroundings, we don’t realize that it’s not always according to God’s plan. Sometimes He lovingly reaches down and tries to scoop us up and much like the transition between water then air then water is terrifying for the fish, it’s scary for us. There’s a high level of uncertainty, where are we going and how long are we going to be here? We have an advantage over the fish, we, generally speaking, won’t stop breathing during the transition, it’s not always a life and death mission, but I’m sure everyone can relate, it’s scary going through a change. 

But God’s net over us is one of love and tenderness. He sees the bigger picture. He’s there through the suffering, cradling us to safety, to cleaner waters. And maybe the waters aren’t always crystal clear and calm like the vase I put Jerry into while I cleaned his tank. Maybe the waters are cold and unfamiliar. You long for that dirty water you were once in because it was easier there. You knew what to expect. That old phrase about “knowing the devil you’re dealing with.”  
Once his tank was cleaned and the water was back up to the proper temperature, I poured Jerry back into a familiar albeit cleaner, safer place. I’m certainly not God or trying to draw that parallel here, but I’m most certainly the fish who is often fear of change and of the unknowns, but always safe in the Net.