Monday, October 6, 2014

connectedness... that a word??  If not, it should be.  It's a concept that has continually come to mind lately.  A couple of recent facebook posts by friends and minor events that have happened in my own life have me contemplating.  "connections in life are important"  I read a blogpost the other day written by a mother who's words I have read frequently.  Her daughter is losing her hearing and she asked for people to e mail her if they have experience with cochlear implants.  Immediately, there was a connection between her and I.  (I really am fascinated by the way the internet has provided a medium for such connections)  That night I spent a good chunk of time composing an e mail to her.  Someone facing similar circumstances creates a bond, and to many it brings comfort.  Someone to walk the road with.  The "road" has different names for differrent people, depending on the events fhat created the road in their life.  Some travel the road of depression, or infertility, low income might be your road.  Using the analogy of a traveled road works so well when talking about life, doesn't it??  In my mind, my roads are dotted with red barns, to bring a smile to my face along the way.  On that note, the other day, Ali and I were discussing what we would get each other if we were shopping for a gift.  (traveling in the car gives such nice opportunities for fun discussions with my girl!!)  She said "Mom, if I could, I would get you a red barn".  I was touched so deeply by these words because it speaks of relationship between us.  She knows me and knows what I like.  So special!! ...Now back to roads and being connected.  Sorry for the temporary distraction.  I couldn't resist bringing one of my kids into the discussion. :)  Not too long ago, I was at the cemetary remembering my Renae.  As I turned to walk back to my car, I couldn't help but notice a woman who had a familiar look in her eye.  I recognized it because I, too have that look.  Broken, hurting, yet hopeful over the loss of a child.  I initiated a brief conversation that revealed she, too, had lost a baby girl.  Our parting hug was meaningful to me and later learned how meaningful it was to her too as I read the words of a letter she sent to me.  It was the first time she had been able to go to the cemetary alone and our connection helped her.  I believe God plants people in our lives and along our path to help us by granting wisdom and hope.  Talking to someone who is further on their journey than you are can be so encouraging.  I used to watch the show Jon and Kate plus 8.  Sometimes it gave me good ideas for products that would help with my four young kiddos.  My Mom to the 6th power shirt came as a result of my "Kate Gosselin's Mom shirt" google search. 
 I loved this shirt so much there are now many holes in the seams. I should order a new one!!

She was walking a similar road to me and I enjoyed the connection.  My dear husband, on the other hand, didn't quite understand my interest in another's life.  He wondered why I wanted to watch it when I was actually living it. :)

In this world of personal devices, there is a different sense of connection that arises because of the ability to know what is going on with old friends because of text messaging and facebook.  But at the bus stop, in line at the grocery store, across the aisle in the restraunt there are connections waiting to happen.  An opportunity might arise where you can share what you've learned on your road...and the chance to help one another feels pretty good.  I was recently shopping at Costo with my kids and an older gentleman stopped us when he noticed Caleb's cochlear implant.  The kind man also had one.  We talked only briefly, but I was so blessed by his interest in making a connection with my son.  Life holds many twists and turns.  Along the way, I hope to be able to help others because of what God has graciously helped me experience.  I also hope to humbly and thankfully receive help because I am learning I can't do this thing called life on my own.

Thursday, September 11, 2014

my day

So far, this day has been spent getting children ready for and off to school. (Pretty much every morning I feel like that Army commercial..."we do more before 8am than most people do all day")  Grocery shopping happened next, then it was down to the office to finish some things that have inched their way to the top of my to-do list.  I chose not to sub today so to help get caught up.  Insurance reimbursements and employment verification (for our cell phone provider) forms needed to get done.  Before I could get work done, I had to get over my guilt for what a mess our desk has very sad.  I know, you're all wanting to be me right now!!  Our cell phone provider offers a discount because of where my husband works.  I called and tried the "we've been loyal customers for over 10 years, can't you just take my word for it??!!" line.  I didn't get anywhere.  The form must be filled out.  ugh!!  The insurance re-imbursement is a hassle, but I am so relieved to have some help paying for the re-chargeable batteries Caleb needs for his processors.

But this sweet rabbit is sitting on our window sill upstairs.  She's watching for her beloved to come home after school.  A stuffed rabbit reminds me of all that is important, and these other details that need attention are just that...minor details. 

I totally smiled when I saw Rabbie looking so pretty in a dress, watching for Ali. She loves that stuffed rabbit with all her heart!!