Life With Us...

She loves me.  She says I am "the daughter of her heart". We both think it's cool that I have her curly hair,  and her smile.  We laugh when people who should know better,  refer to her as my mom.  We are repeatedly amazed by how we can color coordinate our outfits without talking about it,  living 30 miles apart. Most of all, I am amazed that she loves me as much as she does and I know I can trust that love,  and I can trust anything she says to come purely from that care for me.  I can't comprehend it.  Understanding it is beyond my ability.   But I know it is truth. Somehow tonight we got on the topic of my self image.  I confessed to her my reality.  I know my lack of accepting whether or not I am pretty goes back a long way.   I was never told that I was pretty as a child (not that I can remember, anyway). In junior high,  I was convinced by my peers that the only reason my mother and grandmother said they ...

It is so amazing, how so much change is coming so easily to the three people I know who hate change the most.   But God is good,  and makes it comfortable when it is what He wants. Today,  the kids returned to home schooling.  They were not too thrilled about it, because they loved the Christian school they were attending,  but I can't afford it anymore.  But today we met with the teacher for the first time,  then went to the "school of record" and got their books. They recognized some of the books as the same kind as they had in Oregon,  and were excited to get home and do some work!  And they did! Four hours of work,  stopping only to eat lunch,  quietly working,  without having to be put back on task.  (too wonderful to last,  but I can hope, lol) Then tonight we visited a church closer to home.  Loved it.  The pastor and his family are so real and genuine and caring,  we feel like we fit already...