Back to school

So, a year ago, I was emotional as it was my son's senior year in high school.  I had a plan how the year was going to go and that a year from then (now) he'd be off in college.  I'd be missing him something fierce and getting the girls ready for their sophomore and junior years respectively.

Ahhh ha ha ha ha ha!  That was a good one!  I don't know what I was thinking!  I can't tell you how many come to Jesus moments I had with my son his senior year.  I can't tell you how bittersweet I felt about him leaving and going off to college!  Then he graduated.  I went through the whole "my baby is all grown up when did this happen" thing.  Then, as June progressed, and I started to cry over my son leaving, we soon became aware that he might not be leaving home.  So, I decided I wasn't going to cry.  I was going to save my tears until he actually left.  You know, why waste good tears.

That was one of my more brilliant ideas.  Turns out, due to lack of housing, my son is attending Collin this year.  Fine and dandy.  NOT.  I was all prepared for him to leave!  The girls were finally going to have their own rooms!  He was going to sink or swim on his own and I wasn't going to have to play lifeguard anymore!  I feel like a kid.  All my friends kids are going off to college and not living at home!  But, God has a plan.  I just threw up a little.  I hate that saying so much.  No matter how true it is.

This is going to be one trying year.  Not only with my son though.  Through his senior year, as parents, we 'learned' a few things.  Like how we are going to be all over our Junior daughter like white on rice.  How we are pushing both girls to study and that their social lives are at the mercy of their grades.  Not that the girls are bad students mind you (and neither was our son) but we learned about class ranking and its advantages.  Oh joy!  Another year of me being the gestapo.  A job I loathe!

So on the eve of another school year, after our annual first day of school breakfast at McDonald's tomorrow morning, in case your wondering, it's only 86 days till Thanksgiving.

Until next time,
Pray for all the parents and teachers.

Love,
Me

Sheep are awesome

So, how have you been?

Me?  I'm alive.  I'm a control freak who has no control over things at the moment.  Very stressful for us ADHD, OCD, control types.  There's my plan and then there's God's plan.  His supersedes mine all the time.  Occasionally, they'll line up.  Which is great.  But also not so great, because then I think my plan was the better one and not that it was actually His plan too.

So things that have been happening...

Got an additional job at Bennigan's Plano which I love.  Through extenuating circumstances Jaime is going to Colin instead of Blin (and driving me crazy, which I'm almost convinced is part of Gods plan).  Maria got a job.  Sarah's been doing band for the month of August and rocks.  And, George is loving his new job.

I've been irritable and crabby lately.  I've done sort of a internal inventory and found some stuff I didn't like and it's really torqued me off.  And, if we're being honest here, and if I'm not, what's the point of this blog, I haven't seen the inside of the gym in forever.  I haven't exercised at home, and my eating isn't exactly stellar as of late.  I've hidden myself away again so as to not infect others. I deeply appreciate my friend Amy who checks in on me to make sure I haven't checked myself into a rubber room without her :D

Then, last night, something amazing happened.  God happened.  We were at the kick off pep rally in our new stadium and I really didn't want to sit with anyone but my family.  Then, a member of my extended family texted and asked if I'd save her a seat.  She was the only person in the world that at that moment I would save a seat for (as in being a hate the world mood you hate everyone).  And she came and sat with me and it was exactly what sitting next to Jesus would be like.  My Patti is absolutely amazing.  Just being around her lightened my mood.  We sang, we danced, and we laughed, a lot.  In between cheers and the reverie, we chatted about what's been going on with each of us.  And, when she left after the event, I felt lighter and happier than I had in a very long time.  I felt Jesus with me telling me everything is going to be okay.  Patti is and always will be Jesus to me.  Sometimes though, when I turn my back on the world, God tries talking to me and I don't exactly hear Him.  And, it's times like last night, when He physically comes looking for me and gently puts his arm around me and brings me back into the fold that I being to feel like myself again.

Being a sheep is awesome.  I know my masters voice and He knows mine.  And, when I am lost, He comes to find me.  Every.  Time. 

Until next time,
Pray for all the students going back to school

Love,
Me