Friday, October 19, 2018

A Piece of My Day: Day 19






"Any day spent with you is my favorite day. So, today is my new favorite day."

(Know who says this?)




A Piece of My Day: Day 18

It's the next morning, but that's ok! I chose sleep over posting last night. This post is brought to you from the mom's night out I hosted last night at a little eclectic coffee/tea/restaurant/gathering place we met at.

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I have this pair of sunglasses that I love. They are a prescription pair (important to see well while driving you know), but they have this amazing ability to turn any sky - blindingly bright or dull gray - into a beautiful colored landscape. The grass is greener, the sunbeams glow, the trees' dark shadows pop... Often I remark to the kids to, "Look at that cloud!" or "Wow, look how golden the fields look!" When I see the blank looks, I remember that I am wearing those sunglasses.

How often do we look at snippets of someone else's life through such glasses? You see the smiling faces of well-behaved kids, a couple staring doe-eyed at each other, or a gorgeously laid table. Maybe another family's child, who is only fifteen by the way, is doing amazing things while you wonder if your seventeen year old is going to survive in the "real world." Perhaps someone is more soft-spoken than you, or patient, or has the energy of a certain bunny and you wonder how you have the strength to make one meal for your family.

All this comparison is a trap. It is a lie, a "gift" from the devil. Obviously, some struggle more with this than others, but no one is immune to it. In my darkest moments, my weariest ones, I compare my kids, or my abilities to another's. I especially struggle when I see faith-filled families and want that for my own - the support of a faith-filled husband.

What do you struggle with? Sometimes we just need to be heard. Who can you talk to in these moments? How is your prayer life? Your Sacramental life?

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Short break in the post to say... This is the point of our mom's night that I handed each an index card. Every mom wrote down something she is struggling with, homeschooling related or not, as any struggle eventually goes down that comparison trap if left to flourish. We then did a speed round (2-3 minutes per card) where I read a card and everyone chipped in ideas, advice, or encouragement.

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Never end on a down note. Remember that each of us is made by the Creator, with different gifts and talents. Pray over your struggles. Talk to someone. Pray for those you envy. Remember what you have to be thankful for.

We were created by God. We are loved. We have a purpose.



Wednesday, October 17, 2018

A Piece of My Day: Days 16 & 17

I stayed up too late last night because I fell asleep after dinner. You might wonder why I did not post if I was awake. Truth is, I forgot! The fatigue caused too much brain fog yesterday.

Somehow I still managed to finish off an older project. Woodburning helps me focus. It's a great time to figure out plans, mull over a problem, or talk to God.


A fungi of a rolling pin.

Tonight in CCD the school had its parent/teacher conferences so we prayed a living rosary in the church. Even the unruliest of kids love church time. I wish we could spend time every week in there with the kids.



"Say the Holy Rosary. Blessed be that monotony of Hail Mary's which purifies the monotony of your sins." St. Josemaria Escriva 



Monday, October 15, 2018

A Piece of My Day: Day 15

School, dentist, and a kidney stone... No one wants to hear about those things from today.

But look who's pushing her way into the kitchen? (I really struggle sharing the kitchen.) I snapped a picture of her after lunch.


She's sauteing apples with way too much cinnamon, Ana Maria!


Sunday, October 14, 2018

A Piece of My Day: Days 13 & 14

Yesterday I was gone most of the day so by the time I came home, I was exhausted! We spent the day helping my parents move and organize stuff since my mom is still working on getting her leg better.

Today, the past days caught up to me, and I spent much of the day dozing, weary and aching to the bone. In between, I fiddled with woodburning. What do you think?

First is a Christmas gift for one of my nephews, who said the opossum is his favorite animal. The first ornament I did was a struggle, but that led to this much cuter piece.


Since I did not finish until evening, the next picture is not the best, but these winter/Christmas gnomes turned out well.