Still Alive and Busy

Just so you didn't think that maybe I dropped off the face of the earth or that an entire room full of dirty laundry swallowed me up, I thought I would write a quick note.   All is well here in our "one wild and precious life."  Things keep coming at me that consume my good intentions.  You know those things known as the logistics of living.  I will try and do better about writing, but I also tell myself that about cleaning the house too!  The difference is that I miss writing, but I can live without cleaning.

grace and peace,
julie

Just so you know, the "one wild and precious life" is taken from a poem by Mary Oliver.  I don't want to be accused of plagiarism!

One Less Worry

When we moved to Rhea County a little over a year and a half ago, I spent many hours bemoaning the fact that my children would not have close relationships with other adults in their lives.  I especially felt sad about Josh because he was caught in between.  He had those people in Greene County...  the ones that could love on him and scold him in the same breath.  I never expected him to find those kind of adults here in our new home.  I didn't think Josh would allow himself to develop those kinds of relationships, and I was even more concerned that the people in Rhea County wouldn't take the time to build those kind of relationships with my kids. 

I am happy to report that I was wrong.  People have not only learned our names, but they have developed relationships with our kids.  Good relationships that allow them to love on our children and to scold them when necessary.  I was reminded of this last night as we helped with a large baseball fundraiser.  I had the opportunity to talk with several people that my kids know better than I do.  These people know my kids at their best, but they have also seen them making mistakes.  In other words, they know the good and the bad!  I am so thankful for the people that have poured into my kids' lives.  Michael and I pour everything we have to give, but then other people come in and add more, which adds something special to the mix.

As we listened last night to Cory Gearrin, a native of Rhea County who plays baseball for the Atlanta Braves, I realized just how much others have an input into our children.  Cory took the time to honor his own parents, but he also took the time to share just how much the other people of Rhea County had influenced him.  The teachers, coaches, parents of his friends, as well as others helped grow him into the man that he is today.

The above picture says it all for my son. She is a mom to one of Joshua's friends.  She took the time to get to know Josh.  She has fed him, laughed with him, cared about him, and yes, scolded him when needed.  She has poured into him good things as well as good memories.  By the way, she is just one of many that have done the same thing for him.

I wish I had known the outcome a year and a half ago when we left on this journey.  I wouldn't have shed so many tears about moving, and I wouldn't have made such a long list of things  that concerned me.

 I am thankful that I have one less thing to worry about...

grace and peace,
julie