29 March 2016

The Village



**I started this post several weeks ago, and now I am finally posting it . . . **

In the midst of this first week month (**2 months) with Mike gone, the outpouring of support has been amazing and I have been so touched by all the phone calls, text messages, Facebook messages, Facebook comments, and friends helping out.

A wonderful friend invited us over to dinner Saturday night, the night Mike left (so grateful for this! It really helped to take my mind off the fact that Mike had just flown away for what seems an immense amount of time). Another amazing friend met us at the park for a hug on the way back from the airport.  A sweet friend dropped off some beautiful flowers on Monday. My next door neighbor brought up my trash can for me. A friend made 4 mason jar salads at a salad party for me to have for lunch each day. Another friend brought dinner over another night. A friend listened at a gymnastics make up lesson on a really, really, super-awful-no-good-very-bad day. Another friend brought another meal on a different day. So many friends have given hugs and encouraging words. Another wonderful friend brought some chocolate, an Italian soda, and flowers to the park for Valentines Day. Our home-school community at Classical Conversations has set up a meal plan for us, which I am so thankful for. On super crazy, chaotic days spent balancing school, emotional children, and getting everything else done, not having to worry about what I'm going to fix for dinner is heavenly.

These expressions of friendship, support, caring, and love have helped me in this transition so much - especially since the kids are having such a hard time. My friends have surrounded me with love and support, showing me that I am not alone, that I have help, and that I can smile when I face the day, that I can do this, I can get through this.

It really reminded me that in a culture where independence is valued so highly, sometimes it really does take a village to help a person get through life - be it a day, or a season, or the entire thing. Humans are not made to walk this journey alone - we need fellowship. With fellowship comes support.

We are each given a burden in life to carry - taking care of ourselves, our spouses, our family. But sometimes life gives bigger burdens - the loss of a loved one, a serious illness, a deployment or remote tour, an especially overwhelming season (maybe having a lot of tiny humans enter into the world in rapid succession). When those times come, and your community comes alongside you, and wraps their loving arms around, you realize that you are not alone.

For me, feeling the beauty, love, and support of my friends as they came alongside me has been humbling. I feel that I can face this remote tour with greater confidence because I know that I am not alone.

I feel as though I cannot adequately express my gratitude for my sweet, cherished friends who have come beside me in this. Of course my friends cannot replace my husband, but friends are the family that we chose.

Galatians 6:2 "Carry each other's burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ."



Life apart


I'm on my fourth cup of tea today, the kids started their morning with peeps and chocolate kisses, while watching the Magic School Bus and Wild Kratts, and that's pretty much going to be our day. (For the record, I did make strawberry banana pancakes for breakfast with Candian bacon.)

Because sometimes life just bowls you over, and it feels as if there is no other recourse.

Of course, some other recourse probably exists, but when you're exhausted from being woken up around midnight by a little one, and it took three and a half (or more) hours to fall back asleep, it just doesn't seem like it.

I wrote, back on New Year's Day, that my goal for this year has been to thrive, not just survive, and I can tell you that there has been no thriving going on this house since Mike left. We have totally been in survival mode, holed up in our heavy routine of school, therapy, and activities, and  honestly, I just don't have the energy to look outward and see more.

I knew that this year apart would be hard, but honestly, I have been completely taken by surprise at how hard it has been. You see, I thought it would be better for the kids and I have to have a break from Mike, with his focus on career and school (and resultant lack of time spent outside of the office and garage), his anger, and his isolation. Only it hasn't worked out that way.

Turns out God knew exactly what He was doing when He created the family unit, and even though those attitudes exist, the kids need their Dad. They need him on a deep, emotional and spiritual level that I don't think realized quite existed. To me, this only highlights the tragedy of families without a Dad - because of death, divorce or abandonment - and underscores the important of the father figure in the home. Their little emotional cores are off kilter, and the result has been a plethora of a disobedience, regression, anger, and sadness. Which is, of course, mostly directed at me, simply because I am present. It has been a slow process to get back to where we were before Mike left.

Also blind-siding has been the realization of the depth of my need for Mike. Not in an emotional, lovey-dovey, kind of way. But in a more practical sense - the other half of the parental team, the other adult in the house, the head of the house hold, whether he wants that role or not. And the deeper implication in the spiritual sense - the other half of the one-flesh, the leader in the home.

That "two flesh shall become one" is no light thing. The repercussions that pervade all areas of life, good and bad, after the union of two people is far greater than I knew or realized. No matter how I feel about Mike, and he about me, we remain joined together, soul and spirit - indeed we have become enmeshed. It's supposed to be like this, of course, in the Biblical sense. Why it has to be so tortuous I cannot fathom.

Mike and I have been through some hard times in our marriage. Some really hard times. We have seen friend's marriages fall apart and end in divorce when going through similar situations, but we have also seen friend's marriages survive and go on to thrive. We have done neither; we have simply continued to exist as a couple, carried by the momentum of life, struggling to stay afloat, riding out the monster of hard feelings of unforgiveness and hard-heartedness that rise from the dark deep to surface on occasion. For the record, we are both guilty of those things.

And now he is out of the picture, physically. Unfortunately, for me, I cannot kill the need to be loved by my husband, and thus I find myself on the end of a yo-yo, being strung along by the occasional reaching out in love, and then waiting expectantly, and hopefully, for more, which does not come, until at last I find myself ready to say goodbye, give up, and turn my back on the whole relationship, and then another letter comes, or a loving prayer written down, or a tidbit of encouragement, and that terrible bright hope rises up inside of me, hope I cannot suppress, cannot squelch, cannot kill, and it all begins again. And I feel I live upon the precipice of emotional turmoil, and my soul lives in constant juxtaposition of hoping for love and trying not to love, indeed even to hate at times, the man to which I find myself married.

I am at a loss as to what to do, except to reach out to the Lord, to let Him be my husband, to love me and cherish me and fill the gap that my husband leaves behind, unwittingly.

In the wake of all these feelings, I have found myself face-to-face with the weight of my own sin - unforgiveness, anger, envy, hate, pride, disrespect and more. The Bible tells Christians to put off all of these things, and through study, prayer, and fellowship I have been trying to peel off the layers of sin and keep them off. For every layer removed, another surfaces, although it seems to be fractionally smaller. Hopefully anyway.

I see the hand of the Lord in all this pain and turmoil, and I know He is working on me. The only thing that gets in the way is myself - my own feelings when I put my focus on Mike, wanting to do things my way, wanting to run away, failing to seek the Lord on a daily, or hourly, basis. My lack of self-control is rather appalling, but when a person lets things go wild for so long, what can one expect?

When the Lord begins to move His words from an intellectual knowledge to a heart knowledge, those ten inches can seen insurmountable. I think of verses I have had memorized for so long, like Proverbs 3:5-6 "Trust in the Lord with all your heart, lean not on your own understanding, but in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will direct your path."

In all ways. In the pain of marriage. The bitterness of regret. The complete dismantling of any and all expectations for every aspect of life - learning to lean on Him in everything, even when you can't see around the next bend. Hard to live by, so hard. But you know, Jesus is right there to walk with me every step of the way. To comfort me when tears are streaming down my face as I beg and cry out to be released from the situation. To plant that minuscule seed of hope inside my soul that grows and insists on making its' presence known, no matter how dark things get. To learn, that no matter what, I am a child of God's, and He's got this situation, and He will use it for His greater glory one day. To lean into Him and learn that His love will be enough and that I can live without a man's love and be joyful. Not that I'm learning these things lightly, I speak partly of what I know will come . .. eventually.

For now, I will leave you these verses, which I have been trying to meditate on lately:

Isa 54:5-8
For your Maker is your husband
    the Lord Almighty is his name—the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer;    he is called the God of all the earth.The Lord will call you back    as if you were a wife deserted and distressed in spirit—a wife who married young,    only to be rejected,” says your God.“For a brief moment I abandoned you,    but with deep compassion I will bring you back.In a surge of anger    I hid my face from you for a moment,but with everlasting kindness    I will have compassion on you,”    says the Lord your Redeemer.


Col 3:1-17
"Since, then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things. For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God. When Christ, who is your[a] life,appears, then you also will appear with him in glory.
Put to death, therefore, whatever belongs to your earthly nature:sexual immorality, impurity, lust, evil desires and greed, which is idolatry. Because of these, the wrath of God is coming.[b] You used to walk in these ways, in the life you once lived. But now you must also rid yourselves of all such things as these: anger, rage, malice, slander,and filthy language from your lips. Do not lie to each other, since you have taken off your old self with its practices 10 and have put on the new self, which is being renewed in knowledge in the image of its Creator.11 Here there is no Gentile or Jew, circumcised or uncircumcised,barbarian, Scythian, slave or free, but Christ is all, and is in all.
12 Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. 13 Bear with each other and forgive one another if any of you has a grievance against someone. Forgive as the Lord forgave you.14 And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.
15 Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful. 16 Let the message of Christ dwell among you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom through psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit, singing to God with gratitude in your hearts. 17 And whatever you do,whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him."







07 March 2016

New Mexico Kids Consignment Sale is Coming!!


Looking for a great way to clothe your family while not dipping into your savings account? Looking for fantastic books at a fantastic deal? Looking for friendly people to help you find great deals?

If you are in Albuquerque, New Mexico (or the surrounding area - this sale is totally worth the drive!), then check out the New Mexico Kids Consignment Sale Spring Event!

It's this weekend, 11-12 March at the New Mexico Expo School Arts Building at the State Fairgrounds.

I first heard about the New Mexico Kids Consignment Sale (aka NMKidsSales) through my friend Jenny, who happens to own and beautifully run the sale. I like to sell things at consignment sales (hello paying off debt!!), so immediately my interest piqued and I signed up to sell at her next sale.

I do sell a few items at the NMKidsSales, but really, I love to shop at the sale! I have been able to get my kids another season of clothes for a really great deal! I have even found clothes with the original prices tags still on them!

And the books! Oh, the books! My real weakness here, really. This sale has so many fantastic books at incredible deals. My Usborne leader, Mercedez, sells some of her Usborne inventory at this sale - so you have a chance to get brand new Usborne books at discounted prices - hard to beat that! At the last sale, I love that my son, Little Man, perused the books and picked out an enormous (I mean 150-200 page book) and asked me to buy it for him (he had just turned 5). Love that book-loving spark coming out!

Really, the bottom line about this sale is that you can find thousands of gently used children's and women's clothes, baby items, books, homeschool supplies, baby equipment, shoes, strollers, toys, gear and more at a really great deal. And by doing so, you are helping out other families because you are buying items that they are selling.

And, it gets better! There will be over 20 direct-sale marketing and crafting vendor booths at the sale - including Usborne, Scentsy, Steeped Tea, Barefoot Books, Thirty-One, Norwex, Doriest Designs, Jamberry, Menicucci Insurance Agency, and many more! The event is also sponsored by Chick-Fil-A and Autism Spectrum Resouce. New Melissa and Doug products are also offered a significantly reduced price.

Again, the info for the sale is:

When: 11-12 March (that's Friday and Saturday)

Where: New Mexico Expo School Arts Building at the State Fairgrounds in Albuquerque

How much? FREE - the event is free to the public

But what about parking? The New Mexico Fair Grounds charges $5/car (get your friends together and carpool!)

How do I pay for what I buy? The sale accepts cash, VISA, Mastercard, and Discover.

Did I mention the Chick-Fil-A cow will be coming out?? Yes, Saturday, from 10:00am to noon!

Where can I get more info? Check out New Mexico Kids Consignment Sale.

Any other special stuff? Yes - the first 200 shoppers receive goody bags which include gift cards for free ice cream from Chick-Fil-A and other goodies!

Is there a discount day? Yes - Saturday many items are marked at 50% off!

Can I check them out on Facebook? Absolutely! Just click here!

That's all I have for now! Head on out this weekend and check out all the great deals! :)

29 February 2016

Risen by Angela Hunt


The political climate in Jerusalem is ripe for revolt. Already insurrections, often bloody, are put down on a regular basis. Balancing the will of all powerful Rome - and the emperor - and the local religious sects takes finesse and knowledge of the inner workings of both cultures. Knowing this all too well, Roman Tribune Clavius has been tasked by Pilate to ensure that the latest round of crucifixions end before sundown, as the Jewish Passover begins then, and Pilate doesn't want another reason for the Jews to complain.

When he arrives, one of the trio of men, Yeshua, is already dead. Ensuring this is so, he orders a soldier to thrust a pilum into his side. Following Pilate's orders because of the status of the Nazarene and the possibility of his followers stealing the body to incite revolution, Clavius follows Joseph of Arimathea to the tomb, witnesses the tomb being sealed, and heads home for the day, his daily orders completed.

Only, the body goes missing, and so Pilate orders an investigation. With time ticking away and pressure building as the Sanhedrin, and the upcoming visit from on-high Rome, put the heat on Pilate, Clavius commits himself to find out the truth.  But the more Clavius probes, the more reality doesn't add up. Meeting followers of Yeshua and condemners alike, Clavius' journey leads him to unexpected places . . . and people.

Risen is a compelling story offering a unique point of view of the crucifixion and resurrection of Jesus Christ. I loved the narrative, told from the point of view of Tribune Clavius. Scattered throughout the book, in the background, are depictions of Biblical scenes, such as the earthquake the day Jesus died, the Roman soldiers gambling for Jesus' clothes, the women who followed Jesus. The way these are woven into the story, combining real events with fictional characters, brought a new feel to the story of the death and resurrection of Jesus.

Clavius' narrative also offers a more objective, if withdrawn, view of the death and resurrection of Jesus. He doesn't believe from the start - far from it. He approaches his mission of finding the body methodically and from the point of view of a pagan Roman, who prays to the Roman gods often.

Interwoven with Clavius' story is that of Rachel, a Jewish widow who finds herself in the unlikely place of falling out of her faith because of life's circumstances. Only seeing Yeshua (as Jesus is called in the novel) one time before his death, she begins to be drawn into His following and becomes a believer. The author's note tells readers that Rachel's character was omitted from the movie for time constraints, so it will be interesting to see how the movie is without her story interwoven into Clavius'. I think the two narratives together adds another level of humanness to the story - the need for redemption and a new start.

My recommendation: read the book!

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12 February 2016

The Hard Goodbye


I titled this picture "The Longest Walk" on my Facebook page. This is the view of the airport parking garage as you exit the terminal - we were parked in one of the last rows. I took this picture this past weekend as my lovely little children and I walked back to our van after dropping my husband off at the airport. He departed the US for the Republic of Korea for a remote tour - one year - away from us.

The build up to this moment ebbed and flowed with anticipation, dread, anxiety, and other such emotions as we prepared for his departure. After Christmas the countdown really began. Out processing finalities picked up, a moving van actually came to pick up his stuff (talk about getting real!), and finally, he packed his suitcases and we loaded up the van and drove to the airport.

In some ways it's hard to describe the plethora of emotions, the standard roller-coaster if you will, of what I felt in the weeks and days leading up to The Day. I often felt torn between dread and denial - trying to push away the thought of Mike leaving so I could focus on the present and soak up as much time together as I could.

Denial will only get you so far. Then there's this:


The day finally arrived and we all said our goodbyes and the kids and I took that long walk.

Since then, we are trying to establish our new "normal" without Daddy around. All of the kids are having a pretty hard time dealing with the fact that Daddy won't be coming home for a really long time. It's hard for them to wrap their minds around the fact that Daddy can't just "come home on Saturday because he doesn't work Saturday" (they know he is working in Korea). What breaks my heart is Butterfly's "Why can't he just come back? Why did he have to leave?" with tears streaming and a trembling chin. Little Man hasn't cried yet - which worries me - and seems to be internalizing his emotions. Flower, who said she was "happy" in the weeks leading to Mike's departure, finally broke down the next day, at Costco, with a melt down choruses of "I miss Daddy."

And since then, a serious breakdown of discipline has occurred. Regression back to babbling, potty accidents, major disobedience (even gleeful at one point), and more has been the reality of the week - which has brought me to a not very happy place as a suddenly overwhelmed [again] mom. In the moment it's hard to remember that the reason behind these outbursts and regressions is a deep sadness and sense of loss in their little hearts and minds as they try to work out their feelings - feelings that they don't really know how to express otherwise.

As for me, well, I think I'm just still in shock. Or I've become really stoic. Or I'm still in denial. On Sunday when Butterfly came in from playing, I jumped and expected Mike to walk through the door for a second before reality came flying back to me. He won't be walking through that door anytime soon.

So we go to sleep at night and wake up in the morning and get on with our lives as best we can. Our family not whole.

Life is lived simultaneously in the present and in the future "after Christmas". We talk about the movers coming a lot, even though they won't be coming for us for another year. (We already have our follow on orders and know where we are going - unless the Air Force changes that.)

During the day, missing Mike isn't too bad - I mean, he works during the day and normally I don't even see him until he comes home from work. Nights are harder of course. And the weekend is upon me now, and that hollow feeling inside is starting to fill with anxiety at the thought that there will no whole family pancake breakfast on Saturday morning, no one (that isn't a small human) to sit next to in the pew on Sunday, holding hands. No one that takes the children outside to play at the park. I mean, I will do that, but that is something Daddy normally does . . .

Almost one whole week down, fifty two, or so, to go. . .

01 January 2016

Happy New Year!!


Welcome 2016!

I usually write a few goals, or resolutions if you will, for a new year.

Rarely do those pan out. At least all of them.

So this year I'm going to keep it short and sweet. So here goes (in no particular order)!

1. Thrive in 2016, not just survive (this has something to do with a certain tour someone is taking .  . . )

2. Try to enjoy something from every single day, no matter how bad the day might get. We all have bad days, but I believe there is something kind, or beautiful, or meaningful, to take away from every single day. I want to actively look for those moments.

3. Enjoy the relationships I have - with Jesus, with Mike and the kids, with family, with friends, and new relationships I make.

4. See a new place. At least one. :) I just had to put something in there about travel.

5. Write more. And by more, I don't mean more posts on Facebook, although I always enjoy those because I like sharing the funny (and chaotic) moments of my life with my Facebook family and friends. This is purely subjective - I'm not necessarily looking for quantifiable, just want to "feel" like I wrote more.

How about you? What does 2016 have in store for you (that you know about)? Are you setting any goals or resolutions?

31 December 2015

2015 Recall

2015 is rapidly coming to a close.

2016 lurks nearer every day. It's in sight, walking up the metaphorical driveway to knock on the door.

I know 2016 has some challenges in store, and I hope that I'm up for them. For now though, I'm not going to talk about the future, I'm going to look back over the past year.

I've learned that you truly only get one chance at life. It's not a good novel, a video game or a TV show where you can start over at the end, or if you mess up. Once your time is gone, you're done. I'll never be 18 again. I'll never be 23 again. I'll never be 30 again. Opportunities that came with those ages are gone, most likely for good. Sometimes you get do-overs, sometimes you don't. If you don't embrace the life you are given, then you're missing out. Missing out on relationships. Missing out on joy. Missing out on seeing the world. Missing out on learning experiences. Missing out on love: loving others and being loved. That goes for my kids too - they will never be this age again. They will never be 2 or 3 again. Always they will move forward in time, and I don't want to miss anything.

People have quested for the meaning of life with good reason. I know what comes after life. It's the amount of time I have left that vexes me. There is so much to see, to do, to taste, to hear, to touch, to experience. One lifetime may not be enough for all that I want to do. And I want to share it with the people that I love.

While the everyday tasks present themselves in front of me, I do them, but always with a longing for more, to live a more passionate life - embracing life, wandering and traveling, and always imbibing to try to satiate the unquenchable thirst for knowledge. I don't want to be remembered for how clean my house was - I want to be remembered for how I taught my children about what life is about. I don't want to be remembered for completing all my checklists, I want to be remembered for how passionate I am about what I believe, about what I love.

I often feel I must temper my longing and passion to explore and for adventure with the responsibility of every day life - teaching my children (although that is certainly part of the adventure), keeping up with responsibilities (like paying for those adventures). It's a balance I struggle to keep. I think 2015 speaks to my desires for adventure - ever searching for the next open road to take me to that elusive horizon I love so much.

Life at home has been hard the past 18 months, and I can say with certainty that this year I was absolutely happiest on the road with my children and my best friend Sierra (and her children). Traveling, learning, seeing, tasting, touching the earth, the sky, the wind - God's creation -  . . .  really living. A close second is the homeschooling journey I have started with my children, teaching them and passing on knowledge. It's so fun, even the bad days. More than that, it feels so worth-while. They are my legacy, truly, more than anything else I will ever do, say or write.

Look back with me, will you?

January:

Celebrated Mike's birthday

Date at our favorite haunt, the St. James Tea Room
Some very good friends PCS'd (moved) back home to a far away, northeastern state. (That's not epic, just sad.)



Mike and I continued in an amazing home Bible study group.

I met a celebrity at the Albuquerque Comic Con.



I started my final semester of classes at the University of Central Oklahoma (online).


Lots of late nights studying and writing at the computer
The kids enrolled in a Science Camp for the semester.

February:

My Dad came for a nice, long visit. There may or may not have been a Parcheesi Tournament that someone may or may not have won. :)

My Dad finally, finally, got to come to the St James Tea Room


March:

A good friend came for a visit from Oklahoma.

Little Man celebrated a birthday.



Butterfly celebrated a birthday.



Mike participated in the Bataan Death March Memorial Half Marathon at White Sands Missile Range outside Las Cruces (and I locked my keys in the van 30 seconds after arriving to watch him, but thanks to the kindness of strangers I didn't miss seeing him.)

With pack too - very impressive.

April:

We visited the Trinity Site at White Sands Missile Range. Read about that here.



Went on the PWOC Retreat and ended up in the front row, sitting eight seats from Beth Moore (before she got on stage to speak), and ten feet from the stage. Apparently, I really needed to hear that message.

Celebrated the Queen's Birthday with tea with a great friend.

She PCS'd too, sniff, sniff

Some good friends came to visit.

May:

I graduated with my Bachelor's!! It only took me 12 years!! (This is the epic part of the year!)

By the grace of God, I did it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We took a road trip to Oklahoma for my graduation and encountered a few tornadoes.

I got to see lots of great friends in Oklahoma.

My amazing and wonderful friend Becca, who opened up her home to us when we were in Oklahoma

The kids participated in the Spring pageant at the Chapel, "Acorns to Oaks".



I cooked for 50 people for my graduation party (it was Italian themed)

June:

Had a visit from two good friends.

My best friend arrived to begin our epic road trip (with 5 kids between the ages of 3-7)!!


Sierra had never been to the St. James Tearoom, so of course, we had to take her!
 
Bisti/ de na Zin Wilderness, read about that here
 
 

4 Corners Monument, read about that here

Arches National Park, read about that here (and about Moab here)



Stonehenge Replica Memorial, Washington



Central Washington University visit

Snoqualmie Falls



Bremerton, Washington

Seattle!!



Seattle Space Needle



Seattle Fish Market

Washington Ferries



Boeing Factory Tour

Fort Casey State Park



Fort Worden State Park

Whidbey Island



An overnight getaway to the Blue Goose Bed and Breakfast


Jacob Ebey Historical Site, Whidbey Island

Visiting friends from Oklahoma who were in Seattle

Mount Rainier

My photography skills under an overcast sky are severely lacking. Must be the lack of practice.

Grove of the Patriarchs at Mt. Rainier


A visit with long time family friends who were in Seattle from Kansas City (small world!!)

Mount St. Helens



Astoria



Fort Stevens State Park

First taste (literally for Little Man) and sight of the Pacific Ocean for the kids (brrr!!!)

I think that face says it all. :)



Iredale Shipwreck



South Jetty

Where the mighty Columbia River meets the Pacific Ocean, underneath all that fog
July:

Fort Clatsop (Lewis & Clark)



Pacific Coastal Highway 101







Haystack Rock at Cannon Beach



Tillamook Cheese Factory tour (and ice cream!)




Yaquina Head Lighthouse



Crescent City Lighthouse

Drove through a Redwood Tree



Jedadiah State Park, National Redwood Forest





National Redwood Forest (Corkscrew Tree trail)



Avenue of the Giants Scenic Drive, California



4th of July in California at Sierra's sister's house

My kids first experience with sparklers
Visit with a good friend from Oklahoma in California

Donner Pass

Hoover Dam (hot does not adequately describe Hoover Dam in July)



Las Vegas

Lake Mead

Visit with friends in Denver

Visit Mike's family in South Dakota



Corn Palace, South Dakota



Laura Ingalls Wilder Town in DeSmet



Dakota Discovery Center

Burke Rodeo, South Dakota

Butterfly was completely enraptured by this girl, and now aspires to be just like her (doing tricks on horseback)
Garden of the Gods, Colorado Springs



August:

Celebrate Flower's birthday



Butterfly started 1st grade, read about that here

Little Man started Kindergarten and we started the homeschooling journey (read in above link)

More good friends PCS'd (to Germany!! Still so jealous).

Completed a 5K Mud Run with a friend. Read about that here

Flew to Florida for my Dad's retirement. Read about that here

Mike and Flower were missing because Flower was very sick and at urgent care with Mike :((
September:

Air Force Ball, read about it here



Celebrated my birthday

Story of my life - and I love it!


October:

Some good friends came to visit for the Balloon Fiesta, read about it here

We celebrated eight years of marriage



Some more good friends came to visit

Carlsbad Caverns 



White Sands National Monument






New Mexico Space Museum

Valley of Fires National Recreation Area




Salinas Pueblo Missions at Abo



Trick or treating

Snow White and the Pirate

Capt. Jake, Cinderella and Elsa

November:

Tea with Tolkien (date night)

Became a consultant with Usborne Books

Thanksgiving at a friend's house

I'm briefing the girls about the candles


December:

Lots of stuff - see Christmas recap :)

Christmas!

And of course, throughout the year friendships and relationships were deepened through playground time, girls night outs, Bible study and more. Friendships mean so much to me and I am so grateful for them!

Wow, that is an epic year, if I do say so myself. I don't think 2016 will be quite as epic, but it will still have some good times.  I've made plans (not necessarily travel plans), and even though life doesn't usually go according to plan it's good to have a blue print to try to follow. We shall see how things go.

Oh, and I got an awesome desk for Christmas, so I'm really looking forward to settling in for some good writing, or at least, trying for good writing.

How was your 2015? What do you have planned for 2016?