God has been speaking to me the past couple of weeks. I mean LOUD. It is good when he really wants to get my attention that he uses his out door voice because sometimes I'm not a very good listener. This is not something I am proud of and often times I speak to him and then wait and listen very closely to hear his answer and then don't ever hear his reply. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Thank you GOD, I hear you.
My beautiful, amazing daughter is approaching her 16th birthday. I know right? When did that happen? I have felt very blessed her whole life to enjoy a wonderfully easy relationship with her. I have enjoyed her growing into sarcasm, she has certainly perfected that art. She is an artist at nail design, hair and make-up. She has began looking forward to Friday night, nothing wrong with that. She is interested in guys and they in her. Again a normal progression of growth. This actually happened a couple of summers ago. You will see my blog, the summer she turned pretty.
High school this year and all that goes along with that transition has left me feeling sad, left out, taken advantage of and forgotten. I knowwwwww this is normal too. I really thought I had one more year.
My life for the past 16 years has been my Emily. I waited nearly 40 years for her to come. I have loved every minute.
Preparation for separation is well under way at my house. My pastor shared this phenomenon with me in a class about death and dying. It was most helpful at that point I was dealing with an aging father with alzheimers. He interjected that it happens as your children prepare to leave home as well. He was experiencing that at his house with a daughter. Fast forward............my house.
Week ends now pass with only a couple of hours of "us" time. Nights are spent in her room texting, watching TV and listening to music. This week end she leaves with friends to Lake Chelan. She didn't want or need my help packing, what's the big deal Mom? I got this. I dropped her off at school this morning after tense words and eye rolls, heavy sigh. She will be gone when I get off work. I kinda feel like Andy's toys in Toy Story when he goes off to college. Hmpf....
Last night before bed I read a short story in Guideposts. Gods way of speaking to me. The word I heard in the story was don't worry, turn it over to me, I got this, I got her and I got you. Relax Momma this is all part of the plan. My plan. A work mate of mine and I call these moments God moments. I have been having them for the past couple of weeks, if I would just pay closer attention. I really didn't need that ticket last Friday, but I get it. Slow down, listen, I am her.
God is Great.
Friday, March 1, 2013
Friday, February 22, 2013
Thanks for the reminder!
So, most everyone that knows me knows I have a bit of a heavy foot. In fact, one previous blog was dedicated to this topic. I think there is a trend forming. Hmmmmmm.
For the past 4 hours I have been angry and officer Wright, the Pasco police department and their sneaky little speed trap, and ultimately myself. I usually have to work through these things before I reach the appropriate place to lay the blame. Grrrrrrrrr
I was just going to the post office downtown to pick up mail Friday for the possible check one of my customers may have sent. I had seen the speed trap right there earlier in the week and thought phewww glad I was paying attention there. Arghhhhhhh Not so much today apparently.
Today there were two cars, Pasco's finest, one decided to pull that granny in the silver Acura over and see what whe was up to. I know the drill. I had my license, proof of insurance, and registration ready and waiting. After the pleasant greeting the officer who was about to ruin my day asked why I was driving so fast. Several things popped into my brain at this moment. First the delightful story I read on face book that ended with the line " I bet the lying bastard told you I was speeding too !", Followed directly by the remark " well, I wasn't speeding officer, I was qualifying. Common sense took hold before I answered, thank God!! Well, sir I honestly did not realize I was going too fast.
After the wait of shame, while cars passed by the car pulled over by the flashing lights, the officer handed me back all my papers along with his own he was giving me, he informed me he had given me a HUGE break by only writing me at 5 miles over. That interprets monitarily to $113.00
Well, geez, thanks so much! I will drive safely thank you and you have a nice day too.
Ohhhhhhhhhh that sucks.
So, thank you once again Pasco PD for reminding me the importance of paying close attention to the local speed limits.
Head slap inserted here.
For the past 4 hours I have been angry and officer Wright, the Pasco police department and their sneaky little speed trap, and ultimately myself. I usually have to work through these things before I reach the appropriate place to lay the blame. Grrrrrrrrr
I was just going to the post office downtown to pick up mail Friday for the possible check one of my customers may have sent. I had seen the speed trap right there earlier in the week and thought phewww glad I was paying attention there. Arghhhhhhh Not so much today apparently.
Today there were two cars, Pasco's finest, one decided to pull that granny in the silver Acura over and see what whe was up to. I know the drill. I had my license, proof of insurance, and registration ready and waiting. After the pleasant greeting the officer who was about to ruin my day asked why I was driving so fast. Several things popped into my brain at this moment. First the delightful story I read on face book that ended with the line " I bet the lying bastard told you I was speeding too !", Followed directly by the remark " well, I wasn't speeding officer, I was qualifying. Common sense took hold before I answered, thank God!! Well, sir I honestly did not realize I was going too fast.
After the wait of shame, while cars passed by the car pulled over by the flashing lights, the officer handed me back all my papers along with his own he was giving me, he informed me he had given me a HUGE break by only writing me at 5 miles over. That interprets monitarily to $113.00
Well, geez, thanks so much! I will drive safely thank you and you have a nice day too.
Ohhhhhhhhhh that sucks.
So, thank you once again Pasco PD for reminding me the importance of paying close attention to the local speed limits.
Head slap inserted here.
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Another Escapee!
I threw a small pity party this afternoon and guess what? No one showed up! Just me, all by myself. I got over it, or maybe not 'cause here I am blogging about it. Sheeesh. I really need to pull up my big girl panties and move along.
So it all started off at the post office while I was buying stamps for work. Kathy, the gal at the window that has been waiting on me for a long time tells me it's her next to last day of work. Yep, she is retiring early. Now several years ago I used to hear this kind of news and be alllll sad, geez, I'm gonna miss ya, yikes I'm gonna hafta break in a new person, boooo. I'm not sure when it happened but here of late whenever I hear of a relativly young, healthy person, getting to retire and move on in life I applaud, cheer and offer congratulations. Escape from the 8-5 five days a week appeals to me and I am genuinely happy whenever "another one" gets to escape. Turns out Kathy has been at her job for 34 years and she is 55. Good for her! That is an early excape, with benifits! Sweet!
On the pity party side of things, I have been at my job 36 years and I am going to be 55 next month.
My exit plan is non existant, I don't even know what it looks like yet. I could really get behind the exit plan the guy down the street is working on. Seems as though McDonalds wants his corner lot and thinks it is worth in the neighborhood of 2.8 million. Hey!! I am in that neighborhood!! How about we talk, Taco Bell?
I am also that person that after I complain about my lot, guilt grabs me by the throat, and I find it necessary to acknowledge the blessings in my life. So, thank you generous God for all the many blessings in my life. I have a wonderful family, husband and daughter. I am loved and really want for nothing. I have a home and toys, great friends to enjoy life with.
So, with that I will say bye for now. Thanks for listening.
So it all started off at the post office while I was buying stamps for work. Kathy, the gal at the window that has been waiting on me for a long time tells me it's her next to last day of work. Yep, she is retiring early. Now several years ago I used to hear this kind of news and be alllll sad, geez, I'm gonna miss ya, yikes I'm gonna hafta break in a new person, boooo. I'm not sure when it happened but here of late whenever I hear of a relativly young, healthy person, getting to retire and move on in life I applaud, cheer and offer congratulations. Escape from the 8-5 five days a week appeals to me and I am genuinely happy whenever "another one" gets to escape. Turns out Kathy has been at her job for 34 years and she is 55. Good for her! That is an early excape, with benifits! Sweet!
On the pity party side of things, I have been at my job 36 years and I am going to be 55 next month.
My exit plan is non existant, I don't even know what it looks like yet. I could really get behind the exit plan the guy down the street is working on. Seems as though McDonalds wants his corner lot and thinks it is worth in the neighborhood of 2.8 million. Hey!! I am in that neighborhood!! How about we talk, Taco Bell?
I am also that person that after I complain about my lot, guilt grabs me by the throat, and I find it necessary to acknowledge the blessings in my life. So, thank you generous God for all the many blessings in my life. I have a wonderful family, husband and daughter. I am loved and really want for nothing. I have a home and toys, great friends to enjoy life with.
So, with that I will say bye for now. Thanks for listening.
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