Hello everyone!
My daughter sent this to me in an email a few months ago. I just found it again and realized that it sums up her childhood as she remembers it. I don't want to lose this. I read it again today, and it filled me with nostalgia for the hard good old days. More about now at the bottom of the post.
Laura
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Emily to mom
I can't sleep and started feeling nostalgic.
Thank you for all the times that you rubbed my back and gave me water when I was sick.
For holding me when I cried over things we couldn't control
For listening to my silly stories and embracing my goofiness
For encouraging me to be creative
For taking me for slushies, cappuccinos, and just us time
For getting me in music lessons when you knew I didn't have much else
For trying so many times to get me into groups
For playing fiddler on the roof and musical numbers while we cleaned
For field trips and park days
For ice cream cones after the water park
For library days and video store nights
For pajama runs
For Apple cider slushies
For hot cocoa, homemade chocolate chip cookies, singing in the rain, and loving gloomy days
For new ornaments every year
For $1 movie matinees
For thrifting and garage saling
For the gift of music in our home
For homemade honey oat bread and white rolls
For all the meals you made with love
For resurrection cookies and communion good Fridays
For Easter baskets, stockings, 4th of July fireworks, and pencil hunts
For Little Debbie snacks
For little adventures
For sunsets at the farm
For holding me through my ear aches and getting me the care I needed
For hiding my Barbie cuz of my irrational fear
For gracie, my favorite dog
For birthday parties
For holidays
For crosslines and food stamps
For scrapbooks
For fundraisers
For Walmart bag kites
For old musicals
For readathons
From movie nights
For date nights with mac and cheese and hot dogs
For Scooby-Doo and cyberchase
For sticking out hard situations because you thought it would help us
For praising me and encouraging me
For including me in your book reviews
For being my friend
For listening even when you weren't sure of the answer
For encouraging me to keep going even when I wanted to give up and college
For letting me live with you for so long
For Betsy despite her cancerous existence LOL (1st car)
For snack runs on paper route nights
For picking apples, berries, pumpkins, and vegetables
For chickens, a very weird goat, and lots and lots of kittens
For the blogs
For visual Latin
For caring what we watched and listen to
For the hours and hours you spent calculating our homeschool hours
For the many nights where you didn't want to cook but you still made sure we were fed
For never leaving us never giving up
For choosing to fight through everything you were taught as child to be the best mom you know how to be
From Maple leaf parades in the cold
For chocolate old fashions on Maple leaf morning
For all of our Christmas traditions
For walk through Bethlehem
For trusting me to go to summer camp
For trusting me to watch Michael and Amy
For forgiving me for breaking half of your dishes
For forgiving me for my many mistakes and many meltdowns
For forgiving me when I speak before I think or speak emotionally
For allowing me to choose my own path and never trying to limit me
For surviving
For forgiving my unkindness in the hardest years of your life
For being there for the hardest years of my life
Thank you for being you, loving me and raising me the best you knew how. Thank you for loving and honoring me for who I am. I love you very much and I love the precious memories we made as I grew up.
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MY THOUGHTS:
All those years on the edge of poverty so that I could homeschool the kids were most definitely worth it all. As I see so many kids from broken families come into the office, I've realized that my kids weren't disadvantaged at all. They had two married for life parents who gave them as much stability as possible. They had the best life could give them—a mom and dad who loved each other in spite of hard circumstances and sometimes hard hearts, who were selfless and selfish and discouraged and hopeful, who trusted that somehow, some way, the LORD would provide. He did. He has, in many ways, restored what the locusts have stolen.
We toured the house next door today. It's been fixed up for sale. The listing price is twice what we paid for ours just seven years ago. Prices began skyrocketing after the pandemic. Sometimes we think we should downsize, but God has made this place for us. My car broke down last week. It's not such a big deal since I'm three minutes from work. It's easy for my husband to drop me and pick me up.
I am thankful. I am thankful that my high school sweetheart husband and I will finish this life together as long as we live.
I am thankful that my daughter has thankful memories of her childhood.
I am thankful for writing this blog. It encouraged and still encourages me to trust in God and love this life He's leading me through.
Thank you all for being part of that!
God bless you all!
Laura
Happy in the place God's put me