This morning I woke up in the Crowne Plaza hotel in Little Rock, Arkansas. I went to the mirror and had that shocking reality of blonde hair again. Wow…and not particularly in a good way.
This weekend many things that I think some days I would so prefer to do more often were part of my weekend. I got to stay in a 4 star hotel, I was able to shop in places I love to look, I had a friend down for the weekend and we were able to catch up. Yet, without my husband, the weekend was simply not the same. With the children elsewhere, the weekend was lacking …..We’ve come a long way baby as a family when that is how it works.
Truth is, I’m not as ambitious as my friends, the truth is I like being a homebody for the most part, and enjoying homeschooling my Madi and being there when Chase or Les comes home. I sometimes get to a place where I feel the four walls closing in on me, but about an hour away now suffices….not 3 days…
This week has been a time of reflecting and realizing that somewhere in the last six and a half years, I have changed my focus in life….that God and my family is indeed my life now…and that it is just very alright….financial warts and all.
This morning, as I pack up to head back to Alabama and pick up the children from their wedding weekend adventures, I am thankful….and looking forward to simply being home!
God is good…
ohhh blondie! how fun!
Have a great week!
You really must post a pic of the new ‘do! What did Les say when you got in?
Wow! We have traveled the same road today, literally and figuratively. I was in Arkansas this weekend too, but in NW Arkansas, way up past where you were, almost in Oklahoma. It was a “girls weekend” for me too, but with my daughters. My oldest is a student in college up there and then daughter 2 came along and we enjoyed “Family Weekend”, just the three of us. Then also daughter 2 and I enjoyed the weekend sleeping and eating in a B & B since all the hotels in that tiny area were booked. I have the same reflection as you as having changed much and liking it, although I was with my girls, I missed sharing that experience with my husband there too, and discovered that I am not that spitfire, independent girl as I once was, but one who would rather have her husband at the wheel and in charge of the weekend spending and having God “at the wheel” and not me having to make mine and everyone else’s life “work” out. I read an interesting bit in my Bible study by Kay Arthur called “Lord, Only You Can Change Me” and it describes how a silversmith purifies silver as God purifies us, putting us through the purifying fire to burn off our “dross” until we have the image of our “maker”. It is amazing how what the world does to us, and what we allow the world to do to us, makes us ugly and aged and unbecoming, yet something so intense as purifying fire that would turn silver into molten liquid could produce beauty that is beyond description because it is beauty that reflects the glory of God. You go girl!