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Crazy Days

6 Mar

This is the day that the Lord has made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Psalm 118:24

Here it is … March 6th already!  It was -6° this morning as the warm sunshine streamed through the window and the fireplace kept me toasty. Yesterday was a snow day from work, gifting us with somewhere between 7 and 9 inches of fluff, depending on where I placed the ruler. I tried to be a good steward of this unexpected free time, making the most of each moment, knowing that soon I will be adjusting to a new schedule.

Crazy days? Yep! Life seems to have exploded in my world since I last wrote. These last three weeks have been the kind of crazy that causes me to make sure I’m holding on tight, closing one eye but peeking out with the other, afraid that I’m going to miss something! Some events are good, others are great and fantastic, some are not so wonderful and even sad, while others simply reflect life as it is … life. For my sanity’s sake, here is the condensed version of the last 3 weeks …

  • A friend in Albuquerque and my sister-in-law had surgery.  Both are doing great!
  • Friends brought home their 79 day-old baby, a 1 lb. 9 oz. micro-preemie born at 25 weeks … she’s healthy & growing like a weed!!
  • My mother was supposed to have flown out for a visit – but several crazy reasons why she didn’t.
  • A life-long dear friend from our beloved Southport Church of the Nazarene passed away. He was 91 years old. A grand reunion took place not only in Heaven, but at his funeral … I wish I could’ve been there.
  • Cole, Kim and Lillie have all been sick with one thing or another in the past 3 weeks.
  • Tim had a ‘routine’ nuclear heart stress test – everything seems to be good.
  • My great niece was born 2 weeks early … welcome Lyla Kay!
  • It snowed 5 inches. A few days later it snowed 3 inches. Yesterday it snowed 7 more inches.
  • Cole and Lillie

    Cole and Lillie

    Our Loves came and spent the night and we went sledding in the fresh snow.

  • Another friend has cancer.
  • A fun-filled visit from Tim’s mom last weekend
  • Refresh. A group of ladies that will meet in my home once a month … starting soon.
  • I applied, interviewed, and accepted a new job. I then gave my 2 week notice at the law firm.
  • I realized that nerves can cause heart-attack symptoms … my arm/chest has been hurting from time to time.

I’m sure my life isn’t any more crazy than yours. Plans change, babies are born and people die every day. Everyone has loved ones who are not well, and the details of our everyday can sometime overwhelm us and cause stress and anxiety, which will often take our focus off of Jesus. These days have been crazy, but at the same time, there has been a Constant, a Presence, and an Assurance that Jesus is in control.

Won’t you join me today in keeping our focus on Jesus even in the midst of the crazy full days of life?

Until next time,
Debbie

God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.
Psalm 46:1

Now faith is confidence in what we hope for
and assurance about what we do not see.

Hebrews 11:1

You make known to me the path of life;
You will fill me with joy in Your presence,
with eternal pleasures at Your right hand.

Psalm 16:11

 

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Mother’s Day Weekend

16 May

This is the day that the LORD has made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it
Psalm 118:24

This time last week I was waking to the sound of a couple barking dogs and feeling refreshed after my long journey on the road. My iPhone and I left work on Thursday afternoon and arrived in my mom’s driveway several conversations later. Driving the long distance between my house in PA and hers in Indy is always improved as I talk to friends and family along the way.

It was December since I had last been with my momma – when she flew out to celebrate an early Christmas with our family … and an October birthday visit was the last time I had been in Indy. No matter how much time has passed, mom’s Chihuahuas, Ginger and Walker, always greet me at the door with an exuberant welcome! It felt good to be home … my childhood home, where my parents raised me and my brothers.

The moms and daughters at Steak & Shake

The moms and daughters at Steak & Shake

The weekend started out with a bunch of hugs and laughter when mom and I met my mother-in-law and sister-in-law for lunch Friday noon. The same fun-loving, silly mold was used for these two ladies and we’re always guaranteed a great visit! A celebration of Amy’s birthday made our time together even more special! Until next time, sweet ladies …

 

Aunt Debbie and Remington Kimber Wells

Aunt Debbie and Remington Kimber Wells

Another form of a birth day celebration was next on our agenda as we drove the few miles to my youngest brother’s home to meet my 6 day-old niece. Remington Kimber was bright-eyed and awake for our visit, giving plenty of opportunity for several photos to be taken. What a doll baby – lots of dark hair, pudgy little nose, and a sweet momma and proud papa besides!

 

Once back to the house, I ventured out to the garage to see how daunting my next task was going to be. 17 years ago when our family moved from PA to Albuquerque, we left several boxes for safe keeping … items we didn’t necessarily need right then, but didn’t want to get rid of, but knew we didn’t have the room to store them where we were going. Since I drove out, and since we’re finally buying a house that has plenty of room for such storage, [‘Buying a House’ … an upcoming blog] I began to open boxes of keepsakes … or not so keeping. Such mixed feelings overwhelmed me as I found mold and mildew that had wreaked havoc on some of the contents, creating a pile of trash instead of treasures. My favorite find was a particular set of 3 long boxes that I knew were filled with memories from my high school years, CB radio days, and mementos of young loves. Oh my! [‘Keepsake Treasures … or Not’ – another upcoming blog] Gratefully, the items that held most value to my heart were fine and I began to load my car till it was full and overflowing – barely leaving enough room for travel bags and driver! The grandkids will be excited to find some ‘new’ toys to add to their assortment of playthings at Mimi and Papaw’s house – but probably not as excited as their mom and Uncle Ryan will be! Care-A-Lot car and castle, complete with all of the Care Bear gang … Hot Wheels, Match Box cars, and even a Tonka truck or two!

 

Mother's Day with my momma

Mother’s Day with my momma

TV shows, computer updates, and enjoying the front porch swing filled in the gaps between projects and family time. 15 of us gathered for dinner on Saturday evening, laughing at the antics of 2 year-old Jaxon as we all took turns cuddling Baby Remi.

 

Mother’s Day was filled to the brim – an unexpected and extremely special visit from Louisiana, [‘Joe Talhelm … a Film Documentary’ …  another upcoming blog!] church service with family and friends, lunch out with my precious baby niece and her family, followed by my long drive home. It was a day that was without a doubt ordained by God … a gift. I’m trying my best to always seize the moment – to appreciate every aspect of the day, giving praise to the One who raises and sets the sun. Won’t you join me in seizing each moment … every morsel of time … and every blessing?

Until next time,
Debbie

** If you are interested in viewing all of the pictures from my recent trip to Indy that I posted on Facebook,
feel free to click this link … whether you have Facebook or not … enjoy!!

https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10202527516323935.1073741854.1076414018&type=1&l=0aaf67d0b2

Mother’s Day

8 May

Let all that I am praise the Lord;
With my whole heart, I will praise His holy name.
Let all that I am praise the Lord;
May I never forget the good things He does for me.
He forgives all my sins and heals all my diseases.
He redeems me from death and crowns me with love and tender mercies.
He fills my life with good things. 
My youth is renewed like the eagle’s.
Psalm 103:1-5    NLT

 

The infamous second Sunday in the month of May is upon us.  Flowers, cards, jewelry, and trinkets of all kinds fill the aisles of every store in America this week.  Reminders are everywhere that Mother’s Day is tomorrow.  I chuckle as this year is quite different for me since my mom fell and shattered her elbow 7 weeks ago.  She has been at the top of the priority list for weeks now, and I feel like I have already been celebrating this special holiday of honor with her on a regular basis!    

 My pre-holiday celebration is simply what one does when the heart is full of love.  My best friend from childhood is presently in Florida caring for her parents who have both recently become ill.  My mother-in-law is in New York filling the much needed role of mother and grandma as a new baby brother is patiently waiting to be delivered.  My own daughter, her husband and baby are going to spend Mother’s Day with the family of a fellow Marine who was killed in Afghanistan 5 years ago.  Various forms of love … various forms of celebration … very forms of honor.

Mom, Mammy and Uncle Marvin apx 1947

I would like to honor those in my life that have brought me to the place where I am today.  My mom’s mother, whom we affectionately called Mammy, was always a sweet and dear woman.  Mammy spent time with me in the kitchen baking wacky cakes, apple pies with homemade crusts,  and making homemade ice cream.  She listened to hours and hours of my playing her little electric table top organ  ~  no doubt praying the whole time that my apparent love for music would be used to glorify God someday.  Mammy sewed clothes for me … and for my Barbie.  I could go on and on about her … a real treasure to my own heart and to the legacy of who I am today.  Mammy went home to be with Jesus in January of 1992.

I have been reminded of your sincere faith,
which first lived in your grandmother
Lois and in your mother Eunice and, I am persuaded,
now lives in you also.  For this reason I remind you
to fan into flame the gift of God, which is in youthrough the laying on of my hands.  For God did not
 give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power,
of love and of self-discipline.    
2 Timothy 1:5 -7

Mammaw & Pappaw Wells and family Apx 1957

 My Mammaw Wells was a woman of tenacity, courage, and grit.  She had to be. She raised 3 of Pappaw’s youngsters by his first wife, and birthed 14 of her own, of which 2 died as children.  My Daddy is the only adult who has passed away.  He’s the handsome one in the upper left corner.    Mammaw set a wonderful example of hospitality for me … always ready to throw some food on the stove to cook and would produce a feast for many to enjoy around her kitchen table.  With grandchildren nearly too many to count running through the front door, she would swat at a few behinds to coax them to quickly get in or out. It was always an adventure in Martinsville … not only to see Mammaw, but hoping for the spontaneous visit by another family full of cousins and fun.  My Mammaw passed away in January of 2003.

Mom with Jay & I 1960

Mother’s Day was celebrated for their first time by a sweet couple in love when my brother Jay was born in 1957… Mom and Daddy had been married for 15 months.  I added one more jewel in her crown of motherhood in 1960, followed by a diamond in the rough when my little brother Tim came along 6 years later.  Grandchildren and now great grandchildren have embedded her tiara with sparkles, as she wears it gracefully.  Words truly cannot express the depth of love and appreciation for my mother, but I can say that it is her faithful and consistent walk with Jesus that has set an example and a pattern for my brothers and I through the years.  We grew up knowing that Jesus loves us and that He desires a relationship with us.  Thank you, Mom, for being true and real  ~  even in the hard and difficult times.  I love you!

 

 

Join with others in following my example, brothers,
and take note of those who live according to the pattern we gave you.
For, as I have often told you before and now say again even with tears,
many live as enemies of the cross of Christ.  Their destiny is destruction,
their god is their stomach, and their glory is in their shame.
Their mind is on earthly things.  But our citizenship is in heaven.
And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ, 
who, by the power that enables him to bring everything under his control,
will transform our lowly bodies so that they will be like his glorious body.

Therefore, my brothers, you whom I love and long for,
my joy and crown, that is how you should stand firm in the Lord, dear friends!
Philippians 3:17 – 4:1.

Mom, my brothers & I 2008

My mother-in-law & I

Unlike many women, I have been blessed by my mother-in-law.  Having had a full and demanding life throughout the years of raising her own family, she is rich in wisdom, advise, and has learned to pray, love, and laugh in the midst of it all  ~  good and bad.  She is the woman who loved and nurtured a little boy who later became the one I have loved for almost 30 years now.  Thank you, mom, for embracing me as one of your daughters, for your love, and also for your walk with Jesus.

 

One Mother’s Day many years ago, my Daddy proudly expressed his hand-picked sentiments to my mom with the help of Hallmark.  As she opened the card and read the front, she tried to hide the giggle that kept pushing its way through her attempt at being serious.  In Daddy’s best effort at finding just the right card, he accidently picked up a greeting that looked like one he had just read but had put back on the rack … but this one wasn’t the same.  This one read “To Someone Who Has Been Like a Mother to Me.”  Daddy just couldn’t figure out how he goofed so bad, but it gave us a big laugh for years to come!  I’m sure you’re like me … we have those special women in our lives who are not blood related, but they hold a very precious place in our hearts.  They have ‘Been Like a Mother’ to us.  Since I have lived in several places throughout my life and home has been far away from my own mother, I have had several such women.  Joan, Evelyn, Viola, Jeanie, Pat, and Louise.  I’m so grateful for these Godly women, their prayers, and their love for me.

Kim, Ryan & I 1989

 A tiny girl named Kimberly and a little guy by the name of Ryan set my heart into a tailspin of love … and my perspective on life AND of this special holiday was changed forever.  Dimples and lace, baseball and volleyball, braces and glasses, love and more love … Years of Mother’s Day celebration took place and now they are both all grown up.  There is no greater honor or privilege than to continually stay on my knees in prayer, seeking God’s divine intervention and will for my children. 

I have no greater joy
than to hear that my children are walking in the truth.
3 John 1:4

 

Ryan, Kim, Troy, Cole & Tadpole 2009

 

Grami’s love is the newest form of Mother’s Day celebration … Cole Michael.  Words are simply not enough. 

 There are various forms of love …
various forms of celebration …
various forms of honor taking place this weekend.  Please feel free to leave a comment or two regarding someone special that you wish to honor and celebrate this Mother’s Day. 

Until next time,
Debbie