Let's Have Another Piece of Pie

Sometimes life cries out for a nice break from the daily routine …… a pie break, a taste of sweetness.


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Love Hurts

It’s been about three weeks since we moved into our new town and our new place that we call home.  It has taken me awhile to post with all the unpacking, cleaning and getting things into working condition.

As I have posted before, I have the privilege of helping our youngest son and his lovely wife with their two fantastic daughters while they attend University full time.  That is why my husband and I moved to the small mid-west town that we affectionately refer to as The Burg.

When we found this rental we were getting a bit anxious.  We had been looking for months to no avail.  We had a planned road trip vacation to the east coast coming up the end of June into July and wanted to secure a place before we left.

Well, we did.  And we are thankful to our God for this home.  The Burg is a small college town.  The University takes up a good portion of the center of town, so you will see many students living, well, everywhere and anywhere that will take them outside of dorm living.  It was hard to find a house with a fenced yard for the dogs that wasn’t trashed by intellectual  a house full of students with landlords that really don’t seem to mind.

Aside from securing a home before we went on vacation, I had it in my head to move in a couple of weeks after returning. I wanted our thirteen year old grandson – who was returning with us to Missouri until the first of August – to see where we would be living and to experience our new location.

More on the area next time.  Now for the real reason I’m writing this post.  Love.

Almost fourteen years ago, I had the most amazing experience of my life.  My oldest son’s wife invited me into the birthing room for the birth of her third child, the one who came home with us this year from vacation.  The one I mentioned above.

During his mom’s pregnancy, I talked to her womb often.  I basically said. “Hi.  It’s okay.  I’m here.”  When the moment came and this wonderful little boy popped out into this strange world – he cried.  The nurse took him over to the other side of the room to wash him and weigh him and so on.  He was lying there on a table just crying his lungs out.  I walked over to him and said, “Hi.  It’s okay.  I’m here”. And he stopped crying instantly.  We bonded for the second time at that moment.

This incredibly talented and big hearted boy and I became very close from that moment on.  When we left the east coast, five and a half years ago, my heart tore and cracked.  I didn’t think I could do this journey without him near me.  I was wrong.  My friend Jesus was there every step of the way for both myself and this young lad.

Every time we visit our family there I cry when we leave.  So you can see how important it was for me to have him see where I would be.  So he could have a visual.

Well, on August first, he left me again.  My husband did too.  They flew away together and my husband had business so he was gone for a week.  I thought that it would be a fast moving week because of all the unpacking and such that I had to do.

It was rough.  Here I was in a new town and just the dogs to talk to.  My buddy went home and the tear in my heart hurt.

When I had children my heart grew.  But when I had grandchildren it got stinkin’ big!

I never knew I could love so much.  I never knew that true love can hurt so bad.  We lost a daughter and our hearts exploded.  But our hearts heal.  The scars are there and the cracks and the wounds and cuts are there.  I do believe that these things make our hearts stronger and even bigger…….. if we allow.

There are times I want to close the door to loving someone.  To getting close to friends or loved ones.  I know it’s because I don’t want to hurt if they leave or when they leave.

Driving through town today we saw many parents leaving their kids at the University for the first time.  I saw it on their faces.  It was all too familiar.  You are happy for them and their adventures but your heart is aching and cracking a little as you say goodbye.

It’s part of life as a human.  You have, you have not.  You love, you get hurt.  You give and you take.  We do have a choice.  We can choose to love so much that it feels like the earth flew off it’s axis.  Or, we can decide to with hold love – giving and taking it – so that we will not hurt.  That’s the worst.  I know.  I’ve tried both.  I’d rather risk the hurt than never have loved.

Alfred Lord Tennyson said it well:

I hold it true, whate’er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
‘Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.

If you have read any of my previous posts you know that I do like adventures.  So here I am, once again, beginning a new adventure.  The University begins classes this Tuesday.  The little lassies will be over to Mammy’s house and we begin a new school year adventure together.  I write this with a tear in my eyes thinking of the journey I am on with these grand daughters.  To be able to be such a part of their life is amazing.  Just as I am a part of my grandson’s life.  We still have that bond – even though he is entering his teen years – I am his Uma and will always be.

Keep your hearts open, my friends.  Love is there, around every bend and in every step we take.  I hope you choose to take the love.

The Glory of Love

You’ve got to give a little, take a little
And let your poor heart break a little
That’s the story of, that’s the glory of love

You’ve got to laugh a little, cry a little
Before the clouds roll by a little
That’s the story of, that’s the glory of love

As long as there’s the two of you
You’ve got the world and all its charms
And when the world is through with you
You’ve got each other’s arms

You’ve got to win a little, lose a little
And always have the blues a little
That’s the story of, that’s the glory of love

As long as there’s the two of you
You’ve got the world and all its charms
And when the world is through with you
You’ve got each other’s arms

You’ve got to win a little, lose a little
And always have the blues a little
That’s the story of, that’s the glory of love
That’s the story of, that’s the glory of love

Songwriters
LOVETT, LYLE PEARCE / HILL, WILLIAM J.

 

Enjoy!

cate b

 


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Frogs and Skinks

Here are a couple of photos from The Burg.  Water Lilies are taking over this pond. I heard the frogs plop into the water when I approached.  Hopefully I will be able to get some photos of them.

And the elusive Blue-tailed Skink……. no photos yet.  I have to be patient (not a strong suit) and quiet and ever ready with camera or phone.

Unpacking is progressing nicely now.  I will post soon about the journey so far.  Until then, Dear Readers, have a great weekend.

Water Lilies Everywhere

Water Lilies Everywhere

IMG_1828Enjoy!

cate b


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Settling In

Our move went rather smooth.  That is a good thing.  But now the never ending boxes and cleaning and settling.

It’s a quiet, peaceful neighborhood.  Two large walnut trees in the backyard.  Birds everywhere.  But we have yet to see a squirrel.  Our dogs are quite upset about that.  They keep looking.  They are bound to show.

For now, I leave you with this, taken at a local park.

Lily Pads

Lily Pads

And I will prevail and make this place my home.…….

Enjoy!

cate b

the old mid-west


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So Long, Farewell

In two days we will have moved all our worldly goods out of the KCMO area.  It was a great tour of duty. Moving is exciting to me and exhausting.  It also stirs up all kinds of emotions.

Our last five and half years in this location has been very good, yet very hard in some ways.  I think we felt a bit lost at times.  Trying to find that fit.  Seems that most of the organizations we tried to fit into just didn’t fit quite right.  And that is part of life.  And that is okay.  For the most part we saw the “ill-fit” and moved on.  A couple of things we left scratching our heads, a bit bewildered.  But no worries, we picked ourselves up and dusted our selves off and moved on.

Now, we move physically as well.  It will be a very good thing for us and our family.  But leaving from one town to another stirs up some things for me.  When we left the east coast to come to the mid-west we left family, friends, memories of good and hard times.  All that was stirred up in me the other day.  Memories of a great family loss - http://wingedprisms.com/2012/07/22/our-darkest-day/

It’s odd how our minds and hearts get stirred up at times.  I like it, actually.  Even the painful ones.  They are strangely dear to me.  The memories are a part of me.

So, this is a time to reflect, a time to start anew, a time to look for all the opportunities and adventures the good Lord has for us.

the old mid-west

the old mid-west

I will be off the grid until next week when I look forward to telling you of our new adventures.  Have a great week, Dear Readers.

Enjoy!

cate b

 


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Whistles Callin’ Me Away

moving along

moving along

I have the earliest memories of longing for adventure.  We lived in a simple ranch house, just big enough for us.  The yard was big enough to hide in and play baseball or whatever.  We had woods across the street that we took ownership of.  But, when I attended elementary school and was invited over to a classmates house for the first time……..

Well, to put it simply – a whole new world opened up to me.  Everyone I played with in our neighborhood had the same houses.  But the development next to ours, well, they were amazing to this little girl.  The simple life in a small ranch house became a split level house.  So much more for the imagination.  From that moment on I longed to move.  I wanted something different.  Something more imaginative.

As neighbors began to move on to the latest housing developments in other towns, we stayed.  Year after year we stayed.  I know now that I am an adventurer.  I love change, I love challenges.  Some challenges are awful but I never turned and ran the other way.  I may try and plant my feet in the ground and cry and throw something…… but then I take a breath and jump in.  Still scared, still crying, still wanting to throw something but I jump in.

I married a man who also was not afraid to jump in.  We have moved often in the forty years we’ve been together.  It’s been good.  So, once again I am surrounded by packed boxes and a new adventure is waiting for us.  Soon.  We are moving a week from Friday!

I spent the last school year, four days a week, in university housing with my son, wife and two daughters, helping care for the wee ones while their parents attend classes.  That was a long, cold, tiring year away from home and hubby – but an adventure and I would do it again if needed.  We finally found a house just two blocks from them!  The girls will come to me and I will sleep in my own bed each night.

Some may say I have a restless spirit.  It’s the ones who are content to stay that think those thoughts.  But I describe it not as restless.  I love adventures and I love change.  Don’t fault me on that.  I’ve tried hard to not be that way.  I even stopped moving the furniture around often.  LOL.  But adventures…… it is me.  Just like the ones who are not that way – that is you.  And you know what?  All of us are OK.  Neither of us are wrong.  That’s the beauty of being human.

So once again, the beach girl is moving and I’m moving to a tiny mid-west town that is surrounded by farms and US Air Force and farms and full of university students.  Can’t wait to tell you all about it.

Until then, you can catch up on my adventures in the mid-west here:  http://wingedprisms.com/2013/04/11/cate-plain-and-tall/

Enjoy!

cate b


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Back to Reality

A new adventure coming up in two weeks.  Stay tuned.

In the meantime…….a snippet of a great vacation……….. and now back to reality.

Enjoy!

cate b


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How To Take a Proper Vacation

Happy 4th of July, USA!  I have been on the east coast of our fine nation for almost two weeks.  Here is how I take a vacation:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atlantic_horseshoe_crab

And when I wasn’t laying on the beach…….

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buddy_Valastro

and meeting up with very precious friends……..

and that is how I roll……….

Enjoy!

cate b

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