Need I say more? One of Wake's greatest traditions is rolling the quad with toilet paper after our sporting teams win. I had the privilege of attending Wake Forest when we were remarkably good at football and basketball (and field hockey and golf and soccer and and and). I did not see Wake lose a basketball game until sophomore year and I helped cheer the Deacs onto the Orange Bowl -- our greatest football season to date.
Tonight, I am thrilled for the seniors who finally got to beat Dook. I am excited that they finally got to see the basketball team beat Carolina, State and Dook (a NC sweep) in one season before they graduate, BUT, and this is a HUGE BUT, I pray this does not mean that Wake will keep our dismal basketball coach. #buzzoutimmediately Go Deacs!!
Hello!! As you know, it has been quite a while since my last post and I am sorry for that. For a time I felt as though I had nothing anyone wanted to hear or read, particularly when it came to the ho-hum, day-in, day-out rhythm of our life.
I spent an enormous amount of time thinking about what I am not ... I am not a great photographer nor do I have the ability to dump ingredients into a pot to produce a delicious meal on a whim. I am not a huge party planner or a girl with great fashion sense or a thriving social life.
In comparing myself to others I lost sight of who I AM and who I was purposefully created to be.
I AM a child of God. I AM a wife, mother, daughter, and sister. I AM a writer, I HAVE a voice (and a brain) and I CAN use it for good. Although I don't always get it right, I make an effort to be the best I can be in the roles I have defined. I have stories to share and mistakes you can learn from. I have more to learn and more love to give. And so my hope is to use this space, this space I have missed, to write and I pray that through that writing I will find my voice, my gift, and my unique way to share the love and encouragement I have to give.
"There are different kinds of gifts, but the same Spirit distributes them. There are different kinds of service, but the same Lord. There are different kinds of working, but in all of them and in everyone it is the same God at work."
1 Corinthians 12:4-6
Please share this blog, comment, and offer thoughts and questions along the way. Cheers to coming back into the blogosphere!
I was raised on a farm in small-town North Carolina; one that actually backs up to a working dairy farm. Over the years we have enjoyed taking "city-friends" to the dairy farm, and I looked forward to the day when I could take my own children.
Caroline LOVES animals and I knew the cows would be a hit. She definitely enjoyed the experience, but did not want to leave our arms; she kept a death-grip on whoever was holding her for fear of being thrown in. The farm had two small babies and then a pasture of yearlings that we watched. She took it all in and was in heaven.
We were in Seattle for Caroline's half-birthday last year and while strolling through the market Tyler bought her one tulip to celebrate. Naturally, I had to keep up the tradition, so Caroline got two tulips this year because we're halfway to two. She loved them and chose to put them in her bedroom. Sweet girl looked at them and smiled quite often!
Just before Easter, I invited a few of our new friends over for an Easter Egg hunt. Some friends had already begun their holiday travels, but some could come and we had a great time!! It did not take long for Caroline to understand what to do or that you get special treats in the eggs.
Special treats?! I'm finished with finding eggs! haha.
Kiley helped Caroline understand the real importance of the hunt.
Caroline and I spent Easter in Oxford with my parents. Although Saturday was pretty, Sunday was quite gloomy. Caroline awoke to a small basket from the Easter Bunny, we had breakfast and then we went to church. The women at church call Caroline the "Cookie Monster" because she steals other kids cookies when they walk away to the bathroom; they asked me if Caroline gets chocolate cookies very often .. haha!
I am quite thankful that I got to spend the day in my hometown at the church I was raised in. There is something so special about that church and I loved the music and good, good sermon from last week.
I apologize that Easter is a bit late on the blog, but you know where I've been and I don't feel bad for one second!! Have a great weekend! :)
Boy, oh boy, do we have lots to share. Caroline had a big weekend Easter weekend and I want to share it all, but this is where I've been:
I have been holding this sweet girl during all of her sleeping hours the last few days. At 18 months she has six teeth and I feel like the rest of them are popping through all at once!! Although she has wanted to sleep, she hasn't been able to get comfortable unless it was in my arms.
I truly loved the past few days when I would just hold her sleeping peacefully. I would rock, pray for her and just look at her beautiful face. Today, I am thankful for my ability to sit with her the last few naps and nights because today just as quickly as the pain came on, she is back in her crib asleep. This afternoon, for the first time in quite a few days, she got herself to sleep and is resting peacefully. Thank you, Lord!! I hate when she is hurting, but I do selfishly love to snuggle with her.
I'll fill you in on our Easter tomorrow! For now, I'm off to rest .. alone!