while she waits...

The other day my girl got in the car after work and showed me her one year zoo pin. One year of working at the zoo, making her way towards her dream.  She was happy, and proud... and I am thankful (and also proud of her!) I know she is afraid she won't get to where she really wants to be, and all I can tell her is that I believe she can, and will. It takes time.  She works hard and loves her job, and I want the world for her... but oh the marking time is hard. On Fridays she gets dirty being a giraffe keeper aide... one day a week, unpaid, and she loves every minute of it.  We hope that someday this will be part of her paid job, but in the meantime, she does love her days at the giraffe feeding station, and she is gaining great experience. Waiting on God's timing can be overwhelming and frustrating, but it is such lesson for life...

God's plan from the startFor this world and your heart

Has been to show His glory and His grace

Forever revealing the depth and the beauty of His unfailing Love

And the story has only begun
And this is going to be a glorious unfolding

Just you wait and see and you will be amazed

We've just got to believe the story is so far from over

So hold on to every promise God has made to us
And watch this glorious unfolding

-from Steven Curtis Chapman's The Glorious Unfolding

finding my way... after too many weeks

Maybe I should have taken a hint when it was too much to even think about thinking about words... but I was too tired. After a month, I finally saw my doctor and told her I'm not sure I'm sick, but maybe?  She took one look at me, and took out her prescription pad. Bronchitis, again. The worst I have had... plus a flu. No wonder my arms were so heavy. All of that aggravated my asthma, and then I caught a cold. This is the first week in more than a month that I have worked any full days at my desk. I am thankful for feeling better, and thankful for my love/hate relationship with steroids. They got me through graduation...

Graduation. It was... amazing.
I want to relive the joy of it all, so I will save the details, but share this...

The summer humidity has settled in, but it hardly feels like summer to me. No vacation get-away planned, catching up on all that was left undone, and my kids so grown that maybe these next two months will just stretch on in ordinary fashion. Of course there will be a trip at summer's end... to Iowa. He came to his decision on a Tuesday night, hesitantly. Wednesday, he wavered. But Thursday, when the admission counselor returned his phone call, he was all smiles and glee and certain.  Cornell College. In Iowa. It is almost fifteen hundred miles from home, but we are so excited that he has chosen, and chosen a school as unique as he is. He is a dreamer and an adventurer.

Cornell College Bound!

I am hoping to find my way back to this space... I miss it.
The stories of my heart are starting to come back in words, and I don't want to forget them.