TGIF

I cannot express my gratitude for Friday after this week! It’s like a long lost friend who has finally arrived for the weekend. You know those friends–the ones who make you laugh til you cry and give your heart the warm fuzzies. 

Oh Friday, thank God you’re here!

Since my Bigs (the older two boys) go to their dad’s house every other weekend, we have declared their Fridays here to be designated as Fort Fridays. This really means my living room will be trashed by the copious amounts of blankets, toys and food strewn about, but it’s something they look forward to.

With Christmas getting closer something dawned on me recently that has shaken me to my core. This Christmas my Bigs are with me. I love it when all my babies are in the nest. But since I get them every other year and my oldest is twelve, I have three more Christmases where I can count on them all being here.

Oh no! Where did my time go?

I’m not ready to think about when they have families and in laws and make holiday plans of their own. I’m not ready to have to share my little humans with anyone yet, although I’m getting some unwanted practice at this already.

Time passes so quickly when you have children as your measurement of it. I rail against this on a near-daily (sometimes hourly) basis because as hard as things are at times for our family, I love this life God’s blessed me with and I can’t imagine it being different.

I’m learning to live fully in this present moment. To let it ripen and be everything it was meant to be. That takes some patience in the trials of things. Being present. Appreciating this exact moment.

Even if it’s not Friday.

Or Christmas.

Or whatever you could put here that represents your ecstatic moments. Right here is good. 

Right here is exactly right.

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TGIF

I cannot express my gratitude for Friday after this week! It’s like a long lost friend who has finally arrived for the weekend. You know those friends–the ones who make you laugh til you cry and give your heart the warm fuzzies. 

Oh Friday, thank God you’re here!

Since my Bigs (the older two boys) go to their dad’s house every other weekend, we have declared their Fridays here to be designated as Fort Fridays. This really means my living room will be trashed by the copious amounts of blankets, toys and food strewn about, but it’s something they look forward to.

With Christmas getting closer something dawned on me recently that has shaken me to my core. This Christmas my Bigs are with me. I love it when all my babies are in the nest. But since I get them every other year and my oldest is twelve, I have three more Christmases where I can count on them all being here.

Oh no! Where did my time go?

I’m not ready to think about when they have families and in laws and make holiday plans of their own. I’m not ready to have to share my little humans with anyone yet, although I’m getting some unwanted practice at this already.

Time passes so quickly when you have children as your measurement of it. I rail against this on a near-daily (sometimes hourly) basis because as hard as things are at times for our family, I love this life God’s blessed me with and I can’t imagine it being different.

I’m learning to live fully in this present moment. To let it ripen and be everything it was meant to be. That takes some patience in the trials of things. Being present. Appreciating this exact moment.

Even if it’s not Friday.

Or Christmas.

Or whatever you could put here that represents your ecstatic moments. Right here is good. 

Right here is exactly right.

Cornucopia of Thoughts from Today

Missing the Bigs-my two oldest boys from a previous marriage. They’re at their dad’s this week for spring break and I. Hate. That. Hard to share and be away from my babies. This Mama really likes all her chicks to be in the nest. Wonder if they’ll let me move in with them when they go off to college.

My first book store book signing event was today…and I forgot pens! Rookie mistake. But it was cool to be in my favorite local independent book store where My Pink Champagne Life is now for sale (along with online booksellers like http://www.amazon.com and http://www.barnesandnoble.com). It was the second time I’ve felt like a real author. The first was when I held my published book in my hands for the first time. Cra-azy!

Mr. Wonderful went waaaaaaay above and beyond his comfort zone to bring the Littles to the event-no easy task for anyone, much less a guy with PTSD who isn’t crazy about crowds or narrow spaces or people loudness. It made my day!

 

(Mr. Wonderful making the rounds, even with the stroller.) 

Enjoyed catching up with old friends. There is something very special about spending time with either 1) someone you’ve known for a long time or 2) someone you’ve watched grow into an adult. The former is great because they know all your secrets and still love you, even if you haven’t seen each other for awhile. The latter is fun because you get to see how someone turned out and when they’re awesome it makes your heart smile.

Went for pizza at our fave spot-all I can say is bacon wrapped cheese filled jalape├▒os are a-MAH-zing!

Today was a pretty good day. It felt like confirmation that I’m headed the right way.

Finally.

 

(Photo credits Meredith Shafer 2015) Would you look at all those gorgeous books? I want to live here!

Copyright Meredith Shafer 2015