Yes, those are my freckled arms he was in... Wish he were right now. =)
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Joy and Sorrow
"Then a woman said, Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow.
And he answered:
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And, is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."
But, I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily, you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall. ~ Kahlil Gibran
I'm back from Virginia. I have experienced both great joy and great sorrow with the meeting of my sweet grandson and then leaving he and his mom behind as I came home to Texas... Alex is precious beyond expression... Just as his mom was and is still, to me, this day... Such great, great joy.
Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."
But, I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily, you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall. ~ Kahlil Gibran
I'm back from Virginia. I have experienced both great joy and great sorrow with the meeting of my sweet grandson and then leaving he and his mom behind as I came home to Texas... Alex is precious beyond expression... Just as his mom was and is still, to me, this day... Such great, great joy.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Rocket Man
In the dark hours of early morning July 4th, Evan came back into the house with a newspaper and this little guy... emaciated, long finger-nailed and reeking (I believe he had rolled in and consumed some dead animal). No collar.
After three days of food, his little body is already looking better. He's been bathed, held, played with and loved. He's playing with a little turkey here.
We have asked around. Watched for fliers and ads in the paper.
He has an appointment with the vet tomorrow to see if he has been chipped.
I have to admit that I have mixed feelings about finding his owners... he seems to have been having a tough time. He has the kindest and most appreciative attitude. He's quiet and house-broken. He LOVES to snuggle. He is as quick and as playful as can be. We call him Herman, a.k.a. Rocket Man. Did I mention he leaps through the air to get into your lap?
He is asleep in my lap even now. =)
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Friday, July 3, 2009
Restless
Unsettled. Restless. Anxious. Annoyed. I seem to be flooded with these feelings. I'm not really enjoying this season of emotion. Neither is my beloved.
Four weeks ago, Amanda was in for her last trip before Baby Alex arrives. In the course of our conversations, I told her that I was restless. The next day a gentleman knocks on the door and asks if we would sell our house. Long story short, for three weeks our lives were in a helter-skelter state as we considered whether we would sell... and, what would we want to do if we did. We named a price. He was not deterred and scheduled a time to meet with us. We looked at houses in a frenzied state. Was there anything out there that we would be happy with? We came up with a game plan. He backed out. We were relived... and disappointed. Topsy-turvy.
Then, there was the issue of forming an LLC for all my "projects" that have become rental properties. I hate to even use the term "rental property" there is such a negative association with rentals. I have high aspirations for the saved old beauties... but, alas, they are, at the end of the day, rental properties. Loved rental properties. Still rental properties. Dragging along all the baggage that goes with the territory of landlords and tenants. Mostly good for us. But, not all. Word to the wise: You should form the LLC BEFORE you start collecting the projects.
Then, of course, there is the waiting for Little H (aka Baby Correa. aka Alexander Cole). Probably the root of the restless anxiousness. Won't be long now.
We did have a fun afternoon with Janna and Zack. Janna is a great little soccer player and came over on a hot Sunday afternoon to play in a Mexican League game. We were treated to both the joy of watching her work her magic on the field and a big girl fight (that I have to admit was entertaining in a bizarre fashion). Mostly it was great fun to spend time with Zack and Janna.
Evan and I celebrated eight years on the 30th. I love how we still laugh!
I am hoping that now that the house situation is past, things will settle down. I have things to do before I leave town. There is a very special young family I want to take a house warming present and see how they are doing. I need to make a list for my beloved of things that will need to continue while I am gone. And, batten down the hatches for my plants... to survive as best they can. =)
Still... I am restless.
Four weeks ago, Amanda was in for her last trip before Baby Alex arrives. In the course of our conversations, I told her that I was restless. The next day a gentleman knocks on the door and asks if we would sell our house. Long story short, for three weeks our lives were in a helter-skelter state as we considered whether we would sell... and, what would we want to do if we did. We named a price. He was not deterred and scheduled a time to meet with us. We looked at houses in a frenzied state. Was there anything out there that we would be happy with? We came up with a game plan. He backed out. We were relived... and disappointed. Topsy-turvy.
Then, there was the issue of forming an LLC for all my "projects" that have become rental properties. I hate to even use the term "rental property" there is such a negative association with rentals. I have high aspirations for the saved old beauties... but, alas, they are, at the end of the day, rental properties. Loved rental properties. Still rental properties. Dragging along all the baggage that goes with the territory of landlords and tenants. Mostly good for us. But, not all. Word to the wise: You should form the LLC BEFORE you start collecting the projects.
Then, of course, there is the waiting for Little H (aka Baby Correa. aka Alexander Cole). Probably the root of the restless anxiousness. Won't be long now.
We did have a fun afternoon with Janna and Zack. Janna is a great little soccer player and came over on a hot Sunday afternoon to play in a Mexican League game. We were treated to both the joy of watching her work her magic on the field and a big girl fight (that I have to admit was entertaining in a bizarre fashion). Mostly it was great fun to spend time with Zack and Janna.
Evan and I celebrated eight years on the 30th. I love how we still laugh!
I am hoping that now that the house situation is past, things will settle down. I have things to do before I leave town. There is a very special young family I want to take a house warming present and see how they are doing. I need to make a list for my beloved of things that will need to continue while I am gone. And, batten down the hatches for my plants... to survive as best they can. =)
Still... I am restless.
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