Created to be His Help Meet
In my opinion I have the worlds best husband. It kind of makes me feel bad for the wife I've been in the past. Up until several years ago I expected him to work a full time job and then come home and help me. Since I've reevaluated my purpose as a wife and mother I've found that it was supposed to be the other way around all along. I found that if I helped him instead of expecting him to help me I ended up with the marriage I wanted. My husband works and works all week, 60 plus hours no less. I was offended not to long ago by a comment that never made it to my blog posting from a reader who said her husband is supposed to help her, if he wants clean undies...he can wash them. It was almost like she took offense to me doing for my husband and my family.
The fact remains that
I love this man!
I love the life we have!
I love our family!
I love our home!
a few years ago I could not say this!
I think my problem was always that I wanted what I wanted. I didn't want for my family or my husband what God wanted for them. I found that because I loved them so much I was willing to put God first and boy did it change things.
I'm the wife I want to be.
I'm calm.
I'm patient.
I feel more incontrol instead of less.
I am loving.
I am no longer demanding.
the list goes on and on.
Now, I can't say that I wouldn't want a husband that brought home roses or was romantic but I can say that everyday that he gets up and goes to work and works 12 hour shifts and then some...that's my valentines card, that's my box of chocolate, that's my bed of roses. I do enjoy dinners out...I do enjoy time with him alone. It's few and far between but that makes the time more precious.
I watch my tongue.
If I want it done and I'm capable of doing it, I do it.
I say kind words.
I TRY, really TRY!
I catch myself. I feel bad. I want him to be proud of me. I'm proud of him. It is my divine calling to be his wife. He's a gift to me and I to him and I want to keep it that way. He is my Mr. Right! He loves me. I feel cherished not desperate. I have a thankful spirit not a poor me attitude. I am content...and practice makes perfect. Why? Why am I all these things?
God gave them to me.
I asked for the marriage I wanted...a Godly marriage.
A healthy one.
That's what I got!
I love that man!
I pray that all my married friends have the marriage they want, God wants.
Generation Flash, Kevin Meyers!!!
Kevin's grandfather passed away over the weekend and I invited them to my house for a Sunday lunch...sorry the pictures are bad. I'd fixed a big pot of chicken and dumplins in the crock pot...well, I thought I had...they were cold. Something told me at church that my dumplins were sitting in a cold crock pot. Needless to say they were but took less than 10 minutes to heat. So that worked.
Anyway, Kevin and I grew up together. We went to elementary school - high school together. So, when his three kids and our three kids were all sitting around my kitchen table (one munchkin is not pictured) it was like a flash! It was sort of a reality that hit home. We are growing old as our children grow up and they are filling our once small shoes.
I'm proud to say that I think both Kevn's family and ours are growing up much like we did. We keep things simple. They would rather be outside playing, using muscles to climb trees or imaginations to build a secret club in the woods. They would rather rake leaves in the woods to form a path and run Tonka bulldozers down it to keep it clean. My hope is that this next generation we are raising has some deep seeded family values, a sense of purpose and isn't afraid of a rope swing. Not that we're a bunch of hill billies...no...we have nice things but I think sometimes, what kids miss these days is the chance to see what they can do without fancy gadgets. Whither it be the wading pool in the back yard full of bubbles and a slippery slide or a restful evening indoors playing GI Joe in the floor. Making roads for hot wheels and fashioning swords our of cardboard and duck tape. Man I could go on and on.
We finished off our Sunday lunch with a look at my high school year book because James could not remember the people Kevin and I were talking about...poor James. A few seriously awesome laughs and playing Mexican Train.
THESE ARE THE REASONS I LOVE SUNDAYS!
Awe...heck why not?
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A kid and his kamera! Well...my camera!
These are almost to GREAT for words!
Cooper not only took pictures of our ceiling fan at various speeds but he took tons of pictures of shoes, and the TV. Plus these great ones. He also figured out how to use the timer to take self portraits! Needless to say...he ran my batteries down! How awesome are these pictures though!
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