It started out as a "get away" As in - I want to get away from home and stay away until home looks like it should. Home is all 6 if us there. All 4 of my children, HOME, right where they belong. But... for a few days, where they belong is not where they are. They are away and SO... My sweet Patrick planned a tritp to take the "rest of us" out of town so what we could be away from what is normal as well. He wanted to take us somewhere new, where we could experience fun hikes, beautiful scenery, and continue the collection of stamps in our passport books. Also take us to a place that would distract this mama. If only that were possible.... I have loved our vacation, but my heart swings between guilt and happiness, vascilates between satisfaction and emptiness, relaxes with less all the while wanting more. The loneliness for my older two is only comforted by the company of my younger two. My heart is big enough to love all 4, no matter where they are. How else does this mama drive down a Utah freeway, enjoying the beauty and noise around her while her heart also drives down a Colorado highway towards hometown, hoping that blankies and such weren't left behind in a mountain cabin. I try to stay present with my smaller family, and still can't wait until I can share all that we have done with the WHOLE family. Will they feel left out?? Will they want to know where we have been and what we have done?? Will our pictures matter to them? Will they care asbout videos that star their younger siblings and not them? Today, little sister drew a picture for her 2 big sisters. "I want to show them what we saw yesterday", she says. "I know," I empathize. "I miss them too". And in a few days, we will conferge will all of our expeiences and we will have show and tell and we will reconect. Our snuggles will be tigheter, our patience for one-another's imperfections will be greater. And truthfully, I just can't wait for all of the noise. I'm so grateful for a husband who understands and provides. I am blessed to be known and to be loved.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Posted by Heather Henricks at 2:43 PM
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Sometimes I forget...
- how blessed I am
- what being "really tired" REALLY felt like
- what using both of my hands feels like
- that the petty stuff doesn't really matter
- what a hot summer day feels like
- that I need to take a deep breath
- that even I need new undies
- that an "I'm sorry" goes a long way
- how fast the Christmas season goes by
- how quickly time passes
- how fast clothes get wrinkled
- how amazing a long friendship is
- how sad being alone was
- how lovely the sand feels between my toes
- how little the mess matters
- the last time I stopped worrying was
- what being relaxed feels like
- what an empty heart really felt like
- how kind people are
- how lovely life can be when I focus on all of the good!
Posted by Heather Henricks at 8:56 PM
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Two weeks ago, I was innocently volunteering in the library at my kids' school. This time spent in the library is enjoyable to me, and you'd think it would br pretty harmless. UNTIL... duh, duh, duh...
a few books started to fall and I proceeded to catch them. Then - SNAP - pain, and now I have a wrist that is in a cast. I am trying to make some lemonade with these enormous lemons. I've been taking it pretty easy, relying on my sweet hubby, my wonderful kiddos, friends and family to help out in all of my daily tasks. I can do a lot, just limited; I am more than aware that there are folks out there who are in much dire sraits than I am. This is just my plight for now.
Posted by Heather Henricks at 9:54 PM