Fall planning 

Fall planning 

I’m an terrible blogger. I get ideas for my blog and never follow through. Perhaps my creativity is forever stifled, or I may be a bit depressed. Fall is here, and it’s quite beautiful. I love the seasons in the Midwest, that’s partly why we moved here from Florida. However, I already know it’s not the weather that has me feeling blue. It’s the huge hole that is/will be here during the holidays. Seth is gone. Everyday I cry for him. I know it’s normal and it’s only been five months. But it hurts like hell. 

I won’t be downtrodden or anything around my kids, because they are hurting to but still need the peace of Christmas and the positivity of the New Year. 

We are preparing for Thanksgiving, my second favorite holiday. I bought this big guy yesterday:

He’s about twenty five pounds. I’m hoping he will give us leftovers, because with eight people feasting like mad, it tends to leave nothing behind. 

I am humbled to report that my husband cooks our turkeys and has since we first were married.  I help with side dishes and clean up. I am hoping to make green bean casserole for the first time ever! Also, I plan on making a homemade apple pie or two. Wish me luck! 

I have been praying about some major decisions in my life. Things that are serious and very past due need to be acted upon. I’m asking for your prayers for strength and resilience. Sometimes taking that first step takes months, even years. I have to learn to trust God all the time. Thank you!

What are your holiday plans this year? Travel? Cooking? Please share them with me. 

Thank you for staying around to read me, and for your patience. Please see my newest article for Catholic Stand here: http://www.catholicstand.com/interview-myra-johnson-sweetest-rain/

God bless you!

We are so blessed.

We are so blessed.

I was watching my baby daughter, Georgia, snooze away this chilly afternoon while I begrudgingly went through bills. My husband is our only source of income, so we are always looking for ways to save. With six kiddos, however, it ain’t easy. Everyday my mind races with thoughts of returning to work, taking a class or some kind of hustle. Then one kiss from my sweet babe wipes all those thoughts from my crammed mind. My time with her is a gift, and I shall cherish it. For she will grow up and away, and work will always be there. My older children are growing faster than I can stand it. I can only try to hold on to the memory of their childhoods while they run furiously towards adulthood. My oldest graduates this year, and it’s been one of the most proud/painful periods in my life. It’s a bittersweet feeling. If baby Georgia had not been born fifteen months ago, I would be working full time right now for sure. But my Heavenly Father had another plan for me, for us. I must trust Him always.