Thursday, June 28, 2012

First I'll be a mother

Our Home
Some houses try to hide the fact that children shelter there
Ours boasts of it quite openly, the signs are everywhere
For smears are on the windows, little smudgies on the door
I should apologize I guess for toys strewn on the floor
But I sat down with the children and we played and laughed and read
And if the windows do not shine, their eyes will shine instead
For when at times I'm forced to choose the one job or the other
I want to be a housewife, but first I'll be a Mother.

Loved this little poem!

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

I have been putting off posting anything for a long time now because I wasn't sure what I wanted to say... Life keeps going. The kids are doing well, Criag's job is good, and my life still seems a little like a whirlwind. I spent last week at home in Denver decompressing and preparing to come back here to Utah to be with dad. It has been difficult to be here. It is extremely emotionally taxing, for everyone involved. Caring for someone you love who is dying is exhausting to say the least. It takes a team of family, doctors, nurses and my guess would be angels too, to keep everyone from breaking down or falling apart. We have all had our moments where we couldn't hold it together anymore. We have all cried and cried. And we have all prayed for the end to come quickly. And right now, we are waiting on the Lord, to decide when it has been enough, and take dad home. It can't be much longer now. He doesn't eat, and drinks very little. He is very weak, and doesn't have strength to speak much anymore. Soon enough he will be free from this mortal existence and be at peace.

Thank you to all of you who have prayed for me, for us, and for my dad. I pray that you will each be blessed for your kindness. I love you all.