(From Feburary 2023)
The other day, as I was reading in bed (side note - the Anne of Green Gables series is just so good - I've loved going back to it) and our youngest came in to ask me a question. I didn't hear him coming. Not a sound. Just all of a sudden there was a 6'1" MAN standing in my room. Had a little heart attack, to be honest. And then I started laughing. He was just as silent as a toddler. You'd think all of the growing he's done and all of the size he's added... that he'd make SOME sort of sound coming down the hall. Nope.
We recently moved Daughter (#2) and her little family to their first house - about 35 minutes away. The house needed some work and it's been a bit of a rough start - but it will be a great house. Just solidified in me that I'm not moving, again. Ever. In fact, don't even bother with a funeral home - just bury me in the backyard.
Last Fall when the Coach and I moved the girls back to college, we counted that we've moved kids in and out of college housing 17 times in the last 8 years. And that's including the fact that son #1 did his own moving several times. Also not including the married kid's houses and apartments - again, Son #1 has been on his own there, too. Hopefully one day we can help them. Ha!
The kids got me a digital picture frame for Christmas and I love it. I think it's what REALLY makes you a grandma. I love that new pictures pop up when the kids add them and I love that the grandbaby watches for his aunts and uncles to show up. So sweet.
About three months ago (maybe 2?) the Coach and I started talking about the possibility of running another longer race. He's always ready for a challenge - but this time it's been a big one. His running pace had been getting faster and faster and I had all but quit running completely... poor guy. But we're tackling one run at a time and honestly, it's felt great. I just keep telling myself - don't quit moving. I remind myself that my mom ran her first marathon at 55. She ended up running 6 of them. I've completed 8 half marathons so far, but it's been about 3 years since the last one! Thankful the Coach is still happy to jog along beside me.
One week ago, today, marked six years since Son #3's cancer diagnosis. As the Coach and I talked about it that night, we agreed that it feels like there was no life before that - in so many ways. It changed us so dramatically. Changed our lives and our family and our kids' lives. But also, SIX YEARS. There aren't really words for that. I remember when they told us 3 years of chemo and we both said that's not even possible! And now it's been 2 1/2 years since those 3 1/2 years ended. Pretty amazing.
God is amazing.
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