A Snapshot of Memories--Spring 2016
I love this idea that I saw on Britt's blog --to take stock of what's going on each season and capture some of those very normal, everyday memories and moments as well as some that are more long-term and far-reaching. So here goes...
making: plans for the summer-still all in my head
cooking: This BBQ chickpea salad and some fresh fruit for dinner. Meatless, summery-light Friday meal.
drinking: water mostly, but I mixed it up with sparkling lime water today. What a rebel.
reading: The Mother of the Little Flower (by Celine Martin) and You Did it to Me (by Fr. Michael Gaitley) plus renewing my Marian consecration with the 33 Days to Morning Glory book
wanting: my current online scoring session to end...it's so tiring...but this section of Mother of the Little Flower was helpful....
looking: for some hand lotion to put on my hands AGAIN because this move to Colorado has been a tough change for my susceptible-ness to dry-skin patches.
playing: Peek-a-boo (Bee-a-boo!) with Sophie all the time. She's liked the game for awhile, but is recently into covering her own eyes much more and cracks herself up.
wasting: too much time worrying about things I can't control. Perhaps because of my mom's influence, "Jesus, I trust in You" has been my go-to prayer for--well, pretty much forever. And it's a constant one for me since I'm a pretty strong choleric. :)
sewing: nothing-that's not really a talent of mine, but if we are speaking of crafting...I'm working on a few Letter Y projects to complete with the girls.
wishing: those last few boxes would unpack and organize themselves....
enjoying: this point in pregnancy when I feel the wondrous kicks from inside often throughout my day. Sweet reminders of life, but not yet strong enough that I've had to start wondering if my uterus is suddenly going to just fall out...that time is on it's way. For now, "Hello, sweet bouncing baby!"
liking: a quiet moment here and there to read
wondering: who our little baby inside is and what sort of perfect fit God has made for our family this time. Each time we welcome a new little one I'm always so contented with God's choice in creating such a perfect, unique individual to add to our family dynamic.
hoping: to find my patience again. It was gone when I woke up and I've been trying to reclaim it.
marveling: at the great blessings God has bestowed on me and trying to be humble and thankful. "Everything is a grace" -St. Therese (and repeat)
smelling: lilacs. Every house but ours in the neighborhood seems to have a bush. Brings back memories from my childhood in Spokane. I can't get enough of that scent. So back up to wishing and wanting...a lilac bush.
needing: a few moments in the quiet of my husband's arms
wearing: one of my new dresses on Sunday--still have to decide which one!!
following: This mama who is due anytime with a little surprise, and of course, getting a chuckle from the wit of Grace over at Camp Patton. Clearly also, keeping up with the beautiful photography and writing style of Britt, which is where I even got this idea in the first place.
noticing: how quickly my girls are growing up. Kayla just got a new, bigger bike, so that Elise can take her former one, and now it's little Ava's turn to learn to ride!! Sophie isn't to be left out and hops on anything with wheels when she gets a chance...not always a great idea....
knowing: the truth of the words of this song- "Lord, I Need You"
thinking: about what might happen in tonight's Person of Interest episode...as well as pondering the beauty of the last episode we watched in which one life was spared even though the possibility of many harmed was at stake. A reminder of God's mercy available for us ALL! EACH and every ONE.
bookmarking: this Fr. Riccardo podcast that Britt recommended.
opening: the cover of a sweet book with my girls. Most recently, Miss Dorothy and Her Bookmobile, a sweet story recommended by my MIL.
giggling: at the sound of my girls giggling when Daddy plays with them at the playground. He can dissolve them all in sweet giggles when he pushes them high on the swings or makes whatever that teetering-tottering contraption in the picture below is twist and shake and bump and bounce.
feeling: blessed. Oh, so blessed.
