Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Posted by Heather Henricks at 2:09 PM
Thursday, November 17, 2011
We are half-way through our November. The days of late have been freezing cold with a wind that ignores your coat and makes its way straight down the front of your shirt, chilling you to the absolute bone. I am not a fan of wind. "I am not a fan" is Meredith's newest phrase to describe things that she doesn't like. I guess she actually listened when I corrected her whenever she said "I hate...", so she came up with this alternative. It's kind of funny when she says it. I have had an aching neck that has slowed me down the last couple of days. The pain has been intense and has forced me to take it a little easier rather than running around with both barrels loaded. I've had a hot rice pack hanging around my neck everywhere I've gone the last few days and just so you know, you can't move very fast with one of those clinging to you. I'm not exactly sure where I picked up this painful crick, but I'm feeling more sympathetic to people who carry constant pain around with them. I am NOT a fan of it. We celebrated our sweet Marky's birthday. Thirteen and wonderful. Thirteen and not-so-wonderful. This is how our days go. Up, down, back, forth. The ride is intensely rewarding and challenging all in the same. Every once in a while, I feel like I'm on Space Mountain... spinning in the dark. I take one turn at a time, praying like crazy that I don't fall out of my seat, hating that I can't see what is around the next corner. If I could see, if would probably scare the hell out of me and I would JUMP, so I close my eyes and hope, and trust, and try not to take anything too seriously. I am not good at that. I tend to take EVERY thing too seriously. I care WAY too much about WAY too many things. Can you say Control Issues???? After sabotaging 3 cameras over the last 2 years, and being without one for the past few months (have you noticed the lack of pictures on the blog?), we purchased a REAL camera. Now I just have to take a class to learn how to use it. I'm really excited about what this piece of equipment can do, but man - it's not a point and shoot that's for sure!! Thanksgiving is next week. We have family coming from Portland to visit us over the next week and then we will go out of town to visit other family. Having to being more still the last few days has caused me to look around. To listen to the sounds around the house, to soak up the hugs and compassion that my kiddos have offered to their hurting mama, to appreciate all that I have been blessed with. I'm grateful, so grateful.
Posted by Heather Henricks at 4:40 PM
Sunday, November 6, 2011
I walk around my favorite store, on a typical search for treasure. I finger a pretty sweater and enjoy its autumnal shade of orange. I leave it neatly folded on the table, knowing with certainty that even though it is lovely, it is not what I'm looking for. I continue to meander, gazing at trinkets and baubles. I am a faithful lover of anything vintage, an ardent swooner over anything boasting chipped paint. My home and closet don't have many empty spaces in them. I only buy what I absolutely love, what jumps out and speaks to me. Today the merchandise is quiet. What I am shopping for isn't there. I walk past an old table, snubbing a charming necklace, ignoring a pretty green vase, barely appreciating the thread-bared edges of a tablecloth I'm sure would look lovely with my fall centerpiece. I see treasures from the past that beg to share their stories. Today I am too distracted to listen. The alarm on my cell phone rings, reminding me of the present. Daily responsibilities that have never gone unfulfilled. Places I must be for little people that depend on me. I leave the store, promising to come back when I am more attentive. I am confused by my empty arms, because typically, I leave with a treasure. A purchase not based on price, but about value and personal taste. Today, whatever I was searching for was not to be found.
Posted by Heather Henricks at 1:38 PM