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The End of The First Week

Friday, September 11th, 2015

Willie's first day!Isn’t that face just a beam of sunshine? But wait! There’s a super shaky video to go along with. Woopteedoo!! This video is so shaky, that I extend the same caution as looking directly into the sun: don’t stair for too long or your eyes may dry out. Thankfully it’s only a few second long clip. I have no idea what my problem is, other than that I recall AJ grabbing my leg the whole while.
I hoped to get an adorable quote the first day of school, and write it down to treasure forever. I got even better: a blurry picture of my little boy jumping between the hedge shrubs with the biggest silly smile on his face.
The source of his glee? Oh, just that he’s now part of the big kids club. Membership requirement by his perception: riding the bus up the hill and back down with a backpack on, well there’s a lot in the middle, but what excitement experiencing that beginning and end to the first day of Kindergarten.

Willie’s answer to what his favorite subject was: “It was outside P.E. That’s the P.E where all the kids are playing around and Deeder teaches me how to play Four Square!!” In other words, my oldest was the good boy I told him to be by INCLUDING his kid brother in that FAVORITE game. That’s not P.E class, that’s recess. School staff isn’t out there hovering over my 3rd grader to make sure he’s including his Kindergartener brother, they may not even know the two are relatives. Could this be brotherly love?

I look forward to starting my volunteer time and watching the two out there, they also have lunch period together.
No, I didn’t hit up Willie’s answer, “I like outside P.E” by correcting him that this was called recess and define for him the difference. He has so much time ahead of him that I just am hoping that he’ll go along to love every day.

Oh! That pretty little lady who gets off the bus with Willie asking me why I’m taking pictures? Yeah, she gets last recess with him and begrudgingly informed me that they don’t get to eat lunch together.

Willie’s big sister has gorgeous writing as of this week, by the way. She’s told me that this year she’s going to be really good at writing and reading. Sounds like a wonderful start to me, perhaps she can teach me a thing or two!

As for today: It’s Friday, Friday night to be exact. The last day of an almost entire week of school for my sweet school people. Willie is accustomed to twice a week, not even half day, preschool. Time for some sleep.

T.E.N

Friday, September 11th, 2015

DSCN0996My heart has been excited for September 10th 2015 since September 10th 2005. Because it marks double digit anniversary with Darren. I couldn’t stop smiling that day. There was no appointment for a spray tan, plans to sit in a salon chair and have curlers in my hair or get my nails done. There’d been no painful exercise regimen gone through over the period of weeks that had made up my engagement. The dress that I bought through an Ebay seller for our day was gorgeous beyond measure in my eyes and went wonderfully with my sequin flip flops from Payless that I’d found (and still have to this day) the sun was shining and the sky was blue with hardly a cloud in sight.

Since we’re Christians I absolutely love tying Bible verses through our marriage, and I think Darren does as well.
He bought me a little wood cut out that says, “Love is patient…Love is kind…Love never ends.” 1 Corinthians 13. It’s shabby chic style, and the word above the those stenciled on pieces of 1 Cor is LOVE all cute and quilty. I’ll keep in in my office window sill or on my tea shelf next to my main desk.

Anniversaries are a terrific opportunity to reflect, be they anniversaries of jobs, home purchases, or in this case, marriage.
All the glory is to God, all the thankfulness for the blessings and just everything that has made us a stronger unit is His doing and worthy of praise. Everyone accustomed to Christianity knows that words, Husbands loves your wives/wives submit to your husbands.

This year my scripture meditation is Proverbs 18:22.

The man who finds a wife finds a treasure,
and he receives favor from the LORD.

As I celebrate TEN I don’t celebrate perfection. I celebrate being called a gift from the Lord, which is what I hope you do, reader, as you move through life and commemorate what the Lord has brought you to and through. Another time in scripture that God says that you’re a treasure even before you’ve done a thing is when you’re conceived and born, that’s what Psalm 127:3 says.

Behold, children are a gift of the LORD,
The fruit of the womb is a reward.

No matter who you are, whatever stage you’re in, know that you are worth being celebrated. Loving yourself at anniversary, be it 5 or 55, is part of honoring your marriage vows, believe it or not. If you aren’t appreciating who God made you, how can you honor and love the one that the perfect Heavenly Father has placed in your arms?

Honor her or him, with your whole heart. Treasure the moment, capture not just ever year, but take each, not knowing how the next will be.
Tonight, as I sat at dinner with my husband of ten years, I wasn’t excusively thankful for celebrating this monumental moment, I had more. Tonight I didn’t need a lot of words, or big huge smiles. What I needed was mutual appreciation, and we have that. I love the team that Darren and I are together as parents and partners under Christ’s headship.

DSCN0992Two lives coming together to make kids and a story together is huge. This is indeed a precious thing, thought of as common maybe, but to me, prized that I wouldn’t trade for anything. Yes, we can grow.

But God’s word says that this is already a good thing, before growth has been made or a check list of annoying behaviors minimized. I’m prized, I’m love by my Creator and that makes me even that much more able to treasure now, to love yesterdays and to be so eager to celebrate more and more of these anniversaries.
May the moments, days, months and years pile up. Many moments yet to be experienced, memories to be made, and photos to be taken.

Speaking of photos taken, the flowers above are from the flower shop owned and operated by the wonderful woman who did the flowers for our wedding, ten years ago. She’s been arranging flowers for weddings now on to 30 years. I know I took a picture of Cheryl Jackson with these flowers that Darren bought for me today, but I sure can’t find that photo right now! Anyway, I’ll add it if I do.

Congratulations, dear Darren, on 10 years. I love you and am so happy to be by your side. And to anyone else out there celebrating, God bless you as well.

Empty

Friday, September 26th, 2014

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I am lonely for my zest for writing. What gave me excitement that I could put through my fingertips and feel purpose? What gave me passion and energy. I miss me.
I want to close my eyes, let my chin drop to my chest relax my muscles and let whatever is holding me fall away. Long ago my photos to capture precious passing moments have closed. The camera is lost. Shutter speed no longer matters.
AuroraI signed up for Angel Tree with Reece’s Rainbow again and have plans on a craft to make, and am nearly done collecting the supplies I need. There will be a Damsels in Defense fundraiser and hopefully a successful T-shirt design created and effectively marketed to collectively raise my financial goal. The little girl that I have signed up to sponsor is a 12 year old from Latvia who has been living in an orphanage since 2005. Her name is Aurora. Isn’t she beautiful? Last year God showed how he works by bringing my child of Angel Tree 2013 beyond the $1,000 goal and now home to a family. I’m hungry to see Jesus perform that miracle again.

I have my husband and loving children, a home, clothing, food, a Lord Jesus. What lack I? Faith? I dare you to say I don’t trust God for everything. He’s my redemption and my comfort, my sustenance through everything. I just wish I knew what it was that I’m struggling against.

On this day that we mark 9 years

Friday, September 12th, 2014

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Life gets so congested with the same things. The same arguments resurface and re-mend. The anniversaries approach and pass. The little girl who was my flower girl is a gorgeous 8th grader now and recently statused, “Never Regret Anything that Once Made You Smile” I’ve thought of asking her where it’s from, with each word beginning in caps perhaps its something from a song or poem. Wherever it’s from, pure brilliance.

I can close my eyes and peal back to pure elation. My heart can dance with glee.

Nine years the day before yesterday, baby!

Darren brought me a gorgeous collection of flowers from the shop where we ordered our flowers for the wedding those days and months ago. The smell of roses and lilies and tiny splashes of more subtle pieces bring me back in a smooth somber way giving me such a thankfulness for the journey that God has given us to take together. I am so well cared for and I know that my being here is appreciated.

We had planned with permission to go to Bellingham for a movie and meal. Two kids were to get off the school bus at my folks and we brought the other two over. Turned out to be too much for the babysitters! The job ended up falling on the guy who was 9 on the day we said, “I do.” He didn’t even try to sugar coat the experience saying, “Dad lost a whole day of work” of dad who was gone to a prayer meeting when we got back to pick the kids up for bedtime…at this point it is completely an accident on my part that the kids became primarily his responsibility–I don’t feel like apologizing since that wasn’t my fault. Ignore it happened? I have done him favors in the past–like rock him to sleep when he was an infant and care for him the first few years of his life. My mom suggested buying him a coffee, I imagine he’d consider accepting a whole month of my allowance more worthy a gift! My brother starts university this fall and should be in an apartment one would imagine.

My sweetie and I went to eat crepes and quiche, at 3 in the afternoon. Why not?! It was just wonderful. Fresh organic locally grown fruit overflowing from a whole wheat crepe with whip cream dollop on top and chocolate zig-zagged across that. <---The diet starts tomorrow! We then went to a movie and strolled around downtown. We bought AJ a pair of little shoes since her boots are too small; we found them in a sweet children's clothing and toy store that we both imagined our children completely laying waste to, well at least we could see so vividly a jostle up of a few of the fancy displays being the fault of our fantastic four. Feeling so blessed to spend time together we headed up to be greeted by my mom just dialing our number to wonder where we were and AJ screaming diaperless on the floor. My poor family! AJ is quite the case! She wasn't to bed until 11pm. We're already planning for our 10th anniversary festivities and we love our kids but they're not coming along! We talked with the children in the morning about listening and being polite. They seemed to all think that they did well and completely viewed the day before as being a yesterday holding no consequences into the current time frame. Sometimes, that's how life is. It looks chaotic, but once you close your eyes and wake again there is nothing but room for another chance. Not because yesterday wasn't perfect but because today is fresh and new as it should be. I want to look forward, and love forward. Passing a tattoo parlor, by the way, on our walk around town I was tempted to go in and be one of those idiots who gets an unplanned permanent marking to commemorate the day. I found this hilarious photo stream the next morning: Feel Better About Your Choices.

Birthday Launch!

Tuesday, February 11th, 2014

Plus Baby Bram. He’s a little guy living an Eastern European orphanage. There is no information available about which orphanage he lives in, but he is alive and needing a family. I’m praying today on my happy birthday and one week before my own daughter turns 2, that 2 is Bram’s last as an orphan.

Bram the Birthday Boy

Bram the Birthday Boy


It’s 2:16 and my gift to myself is a little time alone to sit and write while A.J naps.
My morning was relaxing with the kids before school, I tried to get through the afternoon housework to have these two hours which I’ll use to polish up my new blog and write this entry.
Over the past little while I’ve been voicing excitement over a new program called the Family Warrior Project where individuals can sign up to follow and help fundraise for families who are going through the adoption process to bring home a special needs child from overseas.

I have been anxiously awaiting Keegan‘s family reaching the New Commitments page so that I can participate in this new program with them. Their adoption will cost $25 to 30K, the length is usually around a year but in cases it is sped up quite a bit for medical reasons, or on the other hand, delayed for medical reasons.
Anything could happen, especially when we are dealing with special needs which is the situation with all of these kids.
It was a couple of mornings ago that I realized that I never really asked God if this was what I was meant to do, maybe He does want me to Family Warrior for Keegan’s family. I also see advocating for the other families, instead of isolating on one, which is the purpose of the program. I will talk further with Keegan’s adoptive mama.

At any rate, I am launching a new blog to follow the Family Warriors and needs of adopting families.

The new site is called Family Warrior Program: Everyone’s Story the blog URL is monkeytree.oraeley.com
Visit that and add it to your blogroll.

I have put in the simplest interface that I could find in an effort to focus as exclusively as I can in families stories. I will begin with highlighting children’s stories who are February birthdays as this is my daughter and my month also.

Today is my birthday actually. I’m 29. Whatever happened to 19?! I wish I knew where that picture of my twin and I was. It was a great evening, the last one together before everyone started leaving home.

Today I want to write on here about Bram from Eastern Europe. His fund went from zero to $22.50 in December when I mentioned him on the official Facebook page. There are plenty of kids of course who deserve recognition, more than ever the audience that I will reach. Let me give you as quickly as I can the reasons that I chose Bram especially to celebrate in February. Bram is the Birthday Boy! I don’t know the exact date of his birthday, but he is two this month. I don’t know if someone is getting him out of his crib with a special birthday hug on one special day this month. If I could, I’d give him a snuggle and hope for a smile. Some of these children do get visitors; perhaps he only looks so despondent because he was woken from a nap for his picture to be taken?

Please, if you know someone who could adopt a little boy like Bram do not hesitate to share him. Debbie(at)reecesrainbow(dot)org for more information on how to begin the process of bringing home this darling young man. Happy birthday, Bram baby. May this be your last alone. You’re 2!
Bram does not have a family committed to adopt him yet, his profile is found under Other Angels Boys, 0-5. Where he has a fund open for donations, ultimately 22K will fully fund an adoption for him.

As for the Launch!! It’s Monkeytree.oraeley.com our first two stories will be on young children coming home from Eastern Europe and will be written shortly.