The “Close Enough for Rock-n-Roll” Edition
Blog breaks make my brain fuzzy. There is more that I wanted to say about that but I don’t remember what it was.
I guess I’ll just post a photo instead.
George says hi and that he missed you.
He’s still very much a little dude.
5-year-old Angela continues to deliver one-liners.
For example, she despises my trying to put her hair in pigtails. “But it’s hot outside,” I try to convince her. “It’ll feel good to get your hair off your neck.”
“My hair is my shade,” she responded firmly. “It’s like a weeping willow, only hair.”
Speaking of it being really hot…
On Wednesday we went to see some ships.
It was so unbearably hot, so incredibly humid that we paid $41.00 for, oh, ten minutes.
And then we got ice cream and we drove home.
I have a son—my oldest son—who turns thirteen on Sunday. Should I cry? Should I celebrate? Should I eat three pieces of his birthday cake?
I love this kid. He makes motherhood so worth it.
(And how’s that for a really random take?)
A three-week blog break may or may not leave you enlightened. One of my greatest insights—a flash, if you will—came (I cringe to admit this) not during prayer but while watching LOST.
My husband and I finished Season 3 last night. “Oooh, the cliff-hanger!” my husband said, and then we promptly uploaded Season 4.
(The “Watch Instantly” option at Netflix is awesome and yet…)
(Delayed gratification? What’s that?)
The “flash” that I had came in the midst of Hurley’s emotional struggles. I paused the episode for perhaps the 27th time (My husband? He is patient) and said, “You know what this show makes me want to do? It makes me want to forget myself and be kind—really kind—to everyone.
“Because every last one of us is hurting inside.”
My searing insight was met by a “yup” from my husband. I unpaused the DVD and we returned to Hurley’s struggles.
Blog breaks can leave you feeling isolated. It can be hard especially when there are emotional struggles and you find yourself craving undue affirmation.
Stay close to God, don’t be self-absorbed, and as always, strive to grow in love.