Thursday, June 11, 2009

Saying Goodbye




The past
couple of weeks have been a whirlwind of activity at my house. The kids were home from Michigan what a joy to spend time with Taylor, Caleb and Ethan! My daughter and her husband chose for my mother's day gift to clean the garage and have a sale to clear out all the many tools that Glen had collected, they knew that I had not been able to face that task, so they did it for me. You would think that selling a bunch of old tools many that I had not idea what they were would not be such a big thing but it hit me like a ton of bricks. The thing is that they are just tools and the memories that are attached to them are still mine. Several of the tools were sold to someone because they belonged to Glen or his dad Eddie, it wasn't because the guy needed the tool but because it brought back a memory of a time that was spent with one of these men. This makes me think about how I spend my time and what kind of a memory am I leaving for those I come in contact with. Is my life one of good memories or are there things that would be best forgotten? I hope that one day when the girls have to go through my things they will find joy in the memories, hopefully they will forget all the spankings, time out, groundings etc. they got and focus on the positive like family dinners, Christmas morning, vacations, church camp, youth group etc. I challenge you to stop and think about what your life reflects and the memories you are making, I for one am going to keep focusing on making life more positive and fun for myself and those I spend my time with, life is way too short to be a grump!!!!
Well I am off to finish some packing only 2 more days till we leave for New Orleans, LA tune in often as I will try to update you each day as to what my day has been. I have no doubt that each one of us will experience something new and God will again work in our hearts and lives. Can't wait!!!!!!!!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

As your former sister-in-law I will tell you there are many fond memories of us as young mothers. And I know that Suzanne still remembers you getting her on Wednesdays when you worked at the bank and had your special days with her.

Mary