You know how sometimes when you are looking at other people’s life via their blog, Instagram or other social media, you think to yourself, “they have a life.” Well, maybe you don’t think that, but sometimes I do. {I’m not saying I don’t have a life or that I don’t treasure each beautiful day I’ve been given.} Usually, I think this during periods of my life when I don’t have much going on. Well, this month is NOT one of those times. As a matter of fact, I’ve been so busy living my life that I haven’t had much time to visit my friends’ blogs, etc.
I really shouldn’t even be taking the time to write this post because I have so much to do. However, a very wise woman shared some good advice with me yesterday. My Mom reminded me I should still take some time out for me amongst the hustle and bustle.
I’m embarking upon one of the most busiest weeks of my career as a mother. Not only that, but one filled with lots of emotions. If you’ve been reading my blog you already know what I’m referring to…our oldest daughter is graduating from high school.
Yesterday was my youngest daughter’s birthday and Mother’s Day. On top of that, I taught a lesson at church and we went to my oldest daughter’s Baccalaureate service. Tuesday morning I will be attending my 4th grader’s school talent show. She and one of her besties are dancing in it as a duet. We will also be attending her 4th grade graduation banquet Tuesday evening. Wednesday there are 2 church activities scheduled at the same time for both of our daughters. One of those occasions where hubby will have to go to one while I go to the other. The church is hosting a special reception for the 3 seniors graduating this week. Our new 10 year old’s church activity is a parent’s night where they share what they {equivalent to a girl scout group} have been working on throughout the year. Family will begin to come on Wednesday and Thursday. {looking forward to having our parents and siblings here to celebrate} Thursday is the last day of school and graduation will be held that evening.
Today our pergola was supposed to be delivered. Just found out it won’t be here until tomorrow…one more thing to add to Tuesday. Today will be filled with cleaning and finishing a paint project in my youngest girl’s bedroom while the kids are at school.
I can hardly believe the time has come to see our firstborn graduate. It was only last night as the band played “Pomp and Circumstance” {the beginning of the Baccalaureate service} and we saw our daughter walking down the aisle with her cap & gown that I saw emotion from my hubby. A tear trickled down his face. It wasn’t until the closing prayer of the service that the salty liquid came pouring down my cheeks. “I pray that these parents can let their children go.” It’s not like we’ll never see her again. We still have all summer with her {thank goodness.} It’s just the beginning of a different phase for us as parents. It’s so weird this feeling. I’m so excited for her, yet so sad to know it will not be the same after she goes to college. She won’t be here in our home all the time. I can’t go up to her room and check on her. It won’t be the 5 of us here. I have to trust that all the training and teaching we’ve done will be sufficient for her. I have to practice faith and trust Heavenly Father will protect her…that she will go to Him when she needs help.
Well, I think that’s enough for now. Time to get back to work. It pains me I’m posting this without a photo. 
Life is a blessing…through it all,
Hopefully you’ll still be able to understand.
It’s just me…with shorter hair. Yep, I finally got up the nerve to try the pixie cut. This is plenty short and don’t plan to go shorter. But, I love it! If you had as thick hair as I do you would too. I’m grateful for people telling me I have the perfect face for short hair instead of exclaiming, “what did you do to your hair!?” lol 
A wedding is not on our family’s immediate agenda. Instead, 
My daughter was happy to address each and every envelope…made me very happy. She warned me her hand writing was not as ‘pretty’ as mine. I told her what mattered was that the recipients would recognize she addressed them. I try to teach our children etiquette the way I was taught from my parents. I remember addressing my own high school and college graduation announcements. I feel like it’s sort of a “right of passage.” This also helped her know and understand who was sent an announcement.
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