Monday, May 2, 2016

There Is Always Something To Miss

“There is always something to miss, no matter where you are."  
-Patricia MacLachlan


So true.
I miss my children being little, miss former homes where we made memories, miss loved ones who've passed on, miss my youth.

It's easy to reminisce and think life was more precious elsewhere....back in some particular time or place of life where in hindsight, it all looks perfectly rosy.






My youngest daughter recently spoke of the song 'The House That Built Me' and how it made her sad and missing our old home.
 I pointed out that her oldest brothers and sister would think of and miss a different home, the one they spent more time at in their youth.
 I personally would think of several of my own childhood homes.  It's all about perspective, I told her. 

And darn it, life is not a song.  Life is a symphony of songs, being composed and altered day by day. 





I read an article about George Strait, the country singer, and how he and his wife had lost their young and only daughter years ago.  How their marriage and family stayed strong.  How he stayed completely true to his wife while being in the music industry.  He said he always remembered that life was not a country song and it kept him grounded.

 Marriage and family can't be pinned down that way and don't fit in tidy little compartments.
Certain lyrics or tunes can capture a moment, make us feel regret/pain/longing/contentment/joy...but they are only moments in a life. 




Life is never perfect and home is where your family is.  The imperfectness of life is what makes it so lovely. 

Friday, April 29, 2016

Kittens


I'm sorry, but I have kittens at my house.
Kittens!  Plural!
Little fur balls of sweetness, innocent wee babes who love to play and sleep and get into things.
Kittens.
I'm smiling while typing this.  :)

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Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Lioness at the Gate

Seeing a watchful, protective mama does my heart good.

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 She allows her babies freedoms, while standing vigilant against dangers of the world.


 She's content in her motherhood, knows it's a most worthy calling in this life and takes her job both joyfully and seriously.  It's a beautiful thing.




"I have said lately that women are like lionesses at the gate of the home. Whatever happens in that home and family happens because she cares about it and it matters to her. She guards that gate, and things matter to that family if they matter to her."  ~Julie B. Beck

Friday, April 22, 2016

Mama Kitty

Nothing is more contented than a mama with her babies.


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Monday, April 18, 2016

Skylark


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 I have a fondness for naming and nicknaming things.  From my children to animals and places, names help convey my love for them.  (I even named the cute animals on posters hanging from my bedroom walls as a child!)

So naturally, for me, our home and farm has a name.
  It's Skylark- and the name was chosen before a single item graced the blank dirt field it once was.  Chosen for several reasons- partly from the soul connection I felt with Sarah from Patricia MacLachlan's Sarah Plain and Tall series, but mostly because of the skies and larks The Man of the House and I love so dearly.

Idaho skies are amazing.....

 


...and meadowlarks with their beauty and sweet song lift our spirits.

 Years ago, renting a home on another farm, The Man of the House and I would arise early while our babies slept, slip out onto the porch and sit in silence together, just listening to the meadowlarks.  It was a grand way to begin a summer morning, before our daily work began.


That's the beauty of larks- they're the first birds I hear in the early morning hours, happily proclaiming the joys of spring and summer. 


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 They happen to be 'morning people,' as am I and with their sunny yellow plumage, invoke cheerfulness simply by sight.

So Skylark it was from the beginning and Skylark it is.  Whatever we make of our home, as well as our family, it's through hard work, perseverance, loads of love, faith and enormous gratitude.

Thank you Heavenly Father, for the beauty of nature and for the blessing it is upon the soul.
Thank you for our home.

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