It’s been so long since I’ve posted that I fear that none of you will return to read anything I have to write now!
But while I was gone, I was collecting all sorts of tales to tell!
The last few weeks have been nothing less than wild around here – fish stories, kid stories, homeschool stories, hurricane stories, and even a secret that I’ll reveal soon!
Truth be told, I have been wondering if perhaps this blog has reached its end.
I always used to ask my Grandma to write down her life story. I loved to hear her tell her stories – the story of Herbie and his pony, the stories about her mom’s fried chicken, the stories about my Great Grandpa – and I didn’t want them to fade away with time. Every time I would ask, she always told me the same thing: I’m just so busy living that it just seems I can’t find the time to write it all down. But I knew that she had started writing, and she had shared bits and pieces with me.
After her death, I was delighted to find three notebooks with stories and important family records – all written in her careful handwriting. There they all were – the story about how she and Grandpa met, the story of the time my dad caught the mole in the bucket, the stories of her favorite Uncle Ray.
I haven’t taken the time to sit down and read all of them at once, but I have read many of them, one at a time, savoring the memories and “hearing” her voice re-tell my favorite stories.
Then one of my other favorite voices calls to me with a need or a want, and I dash off, back to the reality of present day living.
And I’ve realized that while I am so very busy with the demands of life with four small children, juggling one child in public school and two in homeschool, three children playing soccer (and loving it), and so much more, I don’t want to be so busy living that I never take the time to savor where I am at. I don’t want to be so hurried that I forget my blessings, nor do I want to teach my children the habit of being busy for the sake of busy-ness. And finally, just as I have those stories from my grandma, I want my own children and grandchildren to have my stories to savor.
So for another season, I’ll be here, learning patience…and I hope you’ll join me.
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