Keeping it Real...One Sister's JourneyMy name is Lisa Buske and I enjoy sharing my faith, hope, and laughter with those I meet ~ whether it's here on my blog, my podcast, or in person. Life is a gift and we have the opportunity and blessing to enjoy it. May you find the encouragement, hope, and connection here.
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 Last Spring, Spring of 2014, my parents and I attempted to refresh the Heidi Allen Remembrance Garden located at the intersection of State Routes 104 and 104B in New Haven, New York. Regardless of the weeds pulled, it was still in need of a deeper level of refreshing. It needed to be renewed. Due to health reasons, Dad wasn't able to build the new star himself so he tried to find someone that could do the building and once they were finished, we would replant and do the gardening. Some made comments to me like "The garden looks so sad." or "Too bad someone doesn't care for the garden." These comments hurt because to have Heidi's Remembrance Garden looking so sad and unkempt breaks our hearts more than anyone else might feel. As we waited for the new frame to be built, Spring transitioned to Summer, then Fall, and finally it was covered with snow once again. The blanket of white hid the dark and depressing star, twenty years later looking forgotten when in truth...it was just waiting. The garden waited like we do every day. Dad was feeling better so he started his blueprints while Christmas lights still glimmered from the white of the snow outside the window. He determined a way we could rebuild the star with a little help. The next order of business was to decide what flowers to keep and what to add.  After much discussion, we decided to wait until Spring and the start was rebuilt with the exception of a couple flowers and plants. Each was chosen for a reason and with much thought. Mom chose Shasta Daisies for each of the star points, the flower used to represent missing persons across the country. She also found an orange daisy to go in the points so that as the two daisies met, each point would present a white and orange presence, orange the color chosen for the ribbons of hope for Heidi in 1994. In the center, Mom and Dad chose a Cora Bell that is a burgundy in color now but will deepen to a purple even after the snow starts, Heidi liked purple. Around the cora bell are hosta plants, replanted from my parents house so there is a little bit of home in the spot our community chooses to remember Heidi with this beautiful garden. To fill in some of the empty space, purposely left to allow the other plants to grow this year and the years to come, we planted orange pansies. The pansies are the only flower and plant that won't return on its own each year. Before we could plant though, my husband, brother-in-law, Scott, and our friend Bob, dug out the entire star about twelve inches below ground level. This might seem like too much but there was a viney ground cover that took over the garden and choked out the roses and other flowers. The guys kept digging until they weren't getting roots to this vine. Only a few bulbs remained so the garden received a new frame, new top soil, mulch, and all new flowers and plants. We are grateful for our communities help to remember Heidi too. Leon's Farm Market and the New Haven Building Supply were generous in their contributions to make the new star and garden as beautiful as it is. Thank you again. Click on the links within the blog to read more about this aspect of the design and refreshment process. “It was such a pleasure to sink one's hands into the warm earth, to feel at one's fingertips the possibilities of the new season.” Last month I shared a couple blogs talking about the face lift at the Heidi Allen Remembrance Garden, Part One and Part Two are link here and above. I shared it again because in the past month, my parents had another idea on how to personalize the garden even more, something that helps our community remember the Heidi they still hold dear to their hearts, and a way for those visiting the garden to understand the young lady our town lost. Tomorrow's blog will reveal the new addition in case you haven't been by the store yet to see it for yourself. A couple people messaged me to say how much they like it, my parents, Ed, Mags, and I hope this new look helps Heidi, the person, be remembered. Many remember the missing person flyers and poster from newscast but not everyone may recognize the young girl, Heidi Allen. The child abducted from her place of employment and taken from her family, friends, and community never to be see again. May the Heidi Allen Remembrance Garden help us all hold out hope until Heidi is found. Be sure to visit the blog tomorrow
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This weekly blog started in August of 2012. It's hard to believe we are approaching the three year mark. To read the first TOP's Tuesday blog, click here or on the photo of Heidi above. Initially this blog was to keep my readers up to date with upcoming speaking engagements and the publication process of Where's Heidi? One Sister's Journey. After its release in April 2013, TOP's Tuesday morphed into a blog about Heidi and a weekly opportunity to focus on a "sister" issue or other related subjects.
I wasn't sure what to share today but as I took a moment to listen to the quiet this morning, I realized my heart is heavy with many things. Things I attempt to carry on my own. This is foolish since God's Word is clear...
I wasn't sure what to share today but as I took a moment to listen to the quiet this morning, I realized my heart is heavy with many things. Things I attempt to carry on my own. This is foolish since God's Word is clear...
Then Jesus said, "Come to me,
all of you who are weary
and carry heavy burdens,
and I will give you rest."
Matthew 11:28 NLT
all of you who are weary
and carry heavy burdens,
and I will give you rest."
Matthew 11:28 NLT
As the school year winds down my head, mind, and heart are swirling. There is excitement for the summer and memories to be made and plans to carry out. There is anticipation as we become parents of a high school senior in a few days. There is concern for my sweet students I say goodbye by the week's end. I'll miss my renewed and new friendships of the past couple years. Life is a blessing and full of excitement and change.
Heidi wanted to work with children. She wanted to make a difference in the lives of the innocent victims of divorce and difficult circumstances. We have a choice in life - embrace the change to make a difference where we can or let the change get the best of us. I'm of the mindset, to embrace. Heidi was denied this opportunity. I can't do this on my own or in my own strength.
I heard the following song, Holy Spirit by Jesus Culture earlier at a speaking engagement. It filled my heart and is a new favorite. I share it with you today as a gift. May the Holy Spirit flood your heart, life, and this atmosphere as we move forward in anticipation of all God has for you.
Heidi wanted to work with children. She wanted to make a difference in the lives of the innocent victims of divorce and difficult circumstances. We have a choice in life - embrace the change to make a difference where we can or let the change get the best of us. I'm of the mindset, to embrace. Heidi was denied this opportunity. I can't do this on my own or in my own strength.
I heard the following song, Holy Spirit by Jesus Culture earlier at a speaking engagement. It filled my heart and is a new favorite. I share it with you today as a gift. May the Holy Spirit flood your heart, life, and this atmosphere as we move forward in anticipation of all God has for you.
What do you need to embrace today?
There are some who will think I have finally flipped my lid, talking about dads on "A Mother's Monday" blog series. You might be right and then again, maybe the out-of-the-box way my brain works is on to something. Read on to see which it is, have I finally lost it or is there a tiny bit of truth to my thought processes today.
Yesterday was Father's Day. Most celebrate and honor their Dad's with picnics, gatherings, cards, notes, or whatever your family tradition might be. I had the honor to join the Oswego community for Walt Julian's World - 10 Again Celebration at Breitbeck Park. Julian is a child cancer warrior, to learn more about Julian and how you can join he and his family in prayer, click here. I'm thankful we were able to help and be there for part of the day.
Yesterday was Father's Day. Most celebrate and honor their Dad's with picnics, gatherings, cards, notes, or whatever your family tradition might be. I had the honor to join the Oswego community for Walt Julian's World - 10 Again Celebration at Breitbeck Park. Julian is a child cancer warrior, to learn more about Julian and how you can join he and his family in prayer, click here. I'm thankful we were able to help and be there for part of the day.
As I thought about Julian and his Dad sitting together at the hospital Face-timing with his Mom, who was in Oswego at the event, I was humbled.
The importance of Father's or Mother's Day isn't the material gifts given...it's the time spent with the miracles God gives us, our children. In today's society, there are ways to be together when it's physically impossible. You do what you have to do keep family first and the focus. This requires a team.
Mom is a part of this team. Not everyone reading this has a Mom and Dad in their lives. Some reading this have lost a parent to death and miss their mentors daily yet find the strength to move forward each and every day. It's a Mother's Monday and without the men in our lives, we would not be Mom's. Today, let's share a little love and encouragement for the men in our lives, especially our Dads.
The importance of Father's or Mother's Day isn't the material gifts given...it's the time spent with the miracles God gives us, our children. In today's society, there are ways to be together when it's physically impossible. You do what you have to do keep family first and the focus. This requires a team.
Mom is a part of this team. Not everyone reading this has a Mom and Dad in their lives. Some reading this have lost a parent to death and miss their mentors daily yet find the strength to move forward each and every day. It's a Mother's Monday and without the men in our lives, we would not be Mom's. Today, let's share a little love and encouragement for the men in our lives, especially our Dads.
Leave a comment below, on this blog,
ONE WAY, your Dad influenced you
and how this act or words of wisdom
made you a better person...
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in thanks for your sharing,
you never know so why not
leave a comment and
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Happy Father's Day!
Butterfly Kisses
There's two things I know for sure.
She was sent here from heaven,
and she's daddy's little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night,
she talks to Jesus, and I close my eyes.
And I thank God for all of the joy in
my life, But most of all, for...
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair.
"Walk beside the pony daddy,
it's my first ride."
"I know the cake looks funny,
daddy, but I sure tried."
Oh, with all that I've done wrong,
I must have done something right
To deserve a hug every morning,
And butterfly kisses at night.
Sweet sixteen today,
She's looking like her momma
a little more everyday.
One part woman, the other part girl.
To perfume and makeup,
form ribbons and curls.
Trying her wings out
in a great big world. But I remember...
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair.
"You know how much I love you daddy,
But if you don't mind,
I'm only going to kiss you on
the cheek this time."
With all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right.
To deserve her love every morning,
And butterfly kisses at night.
All the precious time
Like the wind, the years go by
Precious butterfly
Spread your wings and fly
She'll change her name today.
She'll make a promise,
and I'll give her away.
Standing in the bride room
just staring at her,
she asked me what I'm thinking,
and I said "I'm not sure,
I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl."
Then she leaned over....and gave me....
Butterfly kisses, with her mama there
Sticking little flowers all up in her hair
"Walk me down the aisle, daddy,
it's just about time."
"Does my wedding gown look pretty, daddy?"
"Daddy, don't cry."
With all that I've done wrong,
I must have done something right
To deserve her love every morning,
And butterfly kisses
I couldn't ask God for more, man, this is what love is
I know I've gotta let her go, but I'll always remember
Every hug in the morning, and butterfly kisses...
~ Bob Carlisle & Randy Thomas ~
There's two things I know for sure.
She was sent here from heaven,
and she's daddy's little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night,
she talks to Jesus, and I close my eyes.
And I thank God for all of the joy in
my life, But most of all, for...
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair.
"Walk beside the pony daddy,
it's my first ride."
"I know the cake looks funny,
daddy, but I sure tried."
Oh, with all that I've done wrong,
I must have done something right
To deserve a hug every morning,
And butterfly kisses at night.
Sweet sixteen today,
She's looking like her momma
a little more everyday.
One part woman, the other part girl.
To perfume and makeup,
form ribbons and curls.
Trying her wings out
in a great big world. But I remember...
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair.
"You know how much I love you daddy,
But if you don't mind,
I'm only going to kiss you on
the cheek this time."
With all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right.
To deserve her love every morning,
And butterfly kisses at night.
All the precious time
Like the wind, the years go by
Precious butterfly
Spread your wings and fly
She'll change her name today.
She'll make a promise,
and I'll give her away.
Standing in the bride room
just staring at her,
she asked me what I'm thinking,
and I said "I'm not sure,
I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl."
Then she leaned over....and gave me....
Butterfly kisses, with her mama there
Sticking little flowers all up in her hair
"Walk me down the aisle, daddy,
it's just about time."
"Does my wedding gown look pretty, daddy?"
"Daddy, don't cry."
With all that I've done wrong,
I must have done something right
To deserve her love every morning,
And butterfly kisses
I couldn't ask God for more, man, this is what love is
I know I've gotta let her go, but I'll always remember
Every hug in the morning, and butterfly kisses...
~ Bob Carlisle & Randy Thomas ~
Happy Father's Day to all the Dads in your life...
Last month we attended the annual Ride for Missing Children (RMC) in CNY. I've blogged about the RMC in the past and the beautiful encouragement, inspiration, and hope the individuals involved are to families of the missing. Today, as I reflect on different things in life, I want to once again thank these amazing people. I attended my first ride with my cousin Missy, I was amazed at the organization, dedication, and amount of support for families of missing and exploited children.
I never expected the friends we would make and the new family we were scooped into. Above is a photo of the "Ring of Hope". The sign reflects a few of the missing children the cyclists ride for. The people in the back ground are their family members, forever holding out hope.
I never expected the friends we would make and the new family we were scooped into. Above is a photo of the "Ring of Hope". The sign reflects a few of the missing children the cyclists ride for. The people in the back ground are their family members, forever holding out hope.
Every time I stand in this Ring of Hope with our family, the families of other missing children who wait like we do...I am humbled. To watch over four-hundred cyclists hold their hearts, make the sign of the cross, bow, nod, and wipe tears reminds me that we are not alone in this journey. Not only aren't we alone, God surrounds us with selfless and caring individuals who dedicate time and energy to encourage us. In truth, it is NCMEC and the RMC who encourage and inspire us as we wait. Missing my sister, Heidi Allen, a lot this week. This TOP's Tuesday I extend thanks to all who remember Heidi and continue to pray and encourage our family and her friends. Thank you!!
What do you hold out hope for? Never give up...we won't.
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An area I struggled with after the birth of our daughter was to trust her to God. This was, and sometimes still is, the most difficult aspect of parenting for me. The Bible tells us that children are a gift from God. If you read even more, the Bible also reminds us that if God cares for the birds and provides for them, He will most certainly care for you, me, and our children.
Look at the birds.
They don't plant or harvest or store food in barns,
for your heavenly Father feeds them.
And aren't you far more valuable to him than they are?"
Matthew 6:26
This past Saturday my husband and I had the joy to watch two or our friends' children get married after a long and sweet courtship. It was beautiful and the wedding was a testament of their faith in God and love for each other. The reception a celebration with friends and family. Our friends, the bride and bridegroom's parents, smiled ear to ear. They trust God.
While my opportunities to trust Mags into God's hands aren't that of marriage (yet), He daily offers choices and instances where I can hold her tight or trust and let her go and grow. To some, I am the "over protective" parent. Those who know me best understand and recognize how far I've come to trust God with His creation, my gift from Him, our daughter.
I still have areas to let go so our daughter can grow and I look forward to them. Am I ready for the new adventures? I don't know to be honest with you BUT I know Who I will trust. God gifted her to me and as a parent, it is our role to love, nurture, teach, and prepare our children for adulthood. God is right there with us AND with our kiddos. If God cares about the birds, He most certainly cares for His children.
We can't be with our children 24/7 BUT thankfully...GOD IS!
While my opportunities to trust Mags into God's hands aren't that of marriage (yet), He daily offers choices and instances where I can hold her tight or trust and let her go and grow. To some, I am the "over protective" parent. Those who know me best understand and recognize how far I've come to trust God with His creation, my gift from Him, our daughter.
I still have areas to let go so our daughter can grow and I look forward to them. Am I ready for the new adventures? I don't know to be honest with you BUT I know Who I will trust. God gifted her to me and as a parent, it is our role to love, nurture, teach, and prepare our children for adulthood. God is right there with us AND with our kiddos. If God cares about the birds, He most certainly cares for His children.
We can't be with our children 24/7 BUT thankfully...GOD IS!
What area do you need to trust your child(ren) to God?
Let go so they can grow...will you share a story or area of growth?
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Our front room is also my "office". Last night as I closed the door after letting the dogs in I noticed a few things on my "bulletin board", also known as our door. What is the first thing you notice when you look at this photo? I wonder if you noticed the same thing I did. Would you like me to tell you?
My observation and revelation...even if we don't flip the calendar to the new month or write out the new months things-to-do, time moves forward. We, and our lives, are similar to the calendar. Clocks keep ticking and time continues to move forward and will do so long after we leave this ball we call earth.
Why is this truth and realization so important? For me, it stopped me to ask myself, "why" haven't I flipped the calendar and written out the June events on the door? Is there a reason I have avoided it? Am I just split in too many directions to realize it hadn't been done? Is there a subconscious reason for not doing it?
Who knew have a blank calendar and a last month calendar showing could trigger so much insight and thought. How about you, have you thought about the time continuum and our attempts to stop time when it isn't a feasible option? I don't know...this is my random thought for the day, I'd love to hear from you.
My observation and revelation...even if we don't flip the calendar to the new month or write out the new months things-to-do, time moves forward. We, and our lives, are similar to the calendar. Clocks keep ticking and time continues to move forward and will do so long after we leave this ball we call earth.
Why is this truth and realization so important? For me, it stopped me to ask myself, "why" haven't I flipped the calendar and written out the June events on the door? Is there a reason I have avoided it? Am I just split in too many directions to realize it hadn't been done? Is there a subconscious reason for not doing it?
Who knew have a blank calendar and a last month calendar showing could trigger so much insight and thought. How about you, have you thought about the time continuum and our attempts to stop time when it isn't a feasible option? I don't know...this is my random thought for the day, I'd love to hear from you.
What is your revelation or the first thing you noticed?
This is a risky conversation to have on the blog. I think sports are similar to politics at times, in regards to sharing our opinions about fair calls, fouls, flags, and such. I'll start with this disclaimer, I'm not watching the NBA playoffs. My husband is a die-hard fan and checking the score after work, searching for highlights, or falling asleep watching the game are the norm.
Yesterday as I listened and watched the news, hoping the rain would hold off for our field trip (which it did, yeah!), I couldn't get over all the talk about Lebron James. It appears he is having some great games and making history yet something was missing from each report or discussion, a mention of his team.
I haven't played basketball since high school but in order for the star to make a basket, rebound, or be deemed a legend...he or she has a team passing, blocking, and supporting them on and off the court. Don't misunderstand, I also understand Lebron James is discussed with likeness to Michael Jordan. I do remember him and his skill on the court. Michael Jordan was Heidi's favorite player and Jordan apparel surrounded me.
Why do I share this? It's not to ignite a debate or upset my husband. It's something that caught my attention while watching the news. As an educator in Kindergarten we encourage and model "No I in Team" for our students. I've done the same for my daughter but then we watch the news to see one of fifteen players on a professional sports team receiving all the kudos.
What about the guys with the multitude of assists, passes, and blocks to make the score board and stats reflect the amazing numbers. Yes, Lebron James has talent and can land a sweet shot, which is a result of countless hours of practice but even he recognizes his team deserves kudos. Did you know he gifted Apple watches, among other items to his teammates during the playoffs? Lebron James gets it. He appreciates his teammates. I read a few different articles yesterday and last night because I wanted to know more about this superstar. I was pleasantly surprised to find many reports or interviews where #23 credits his team and verbalizes he doesn't like the comparison to God.
If Lebron James understands it's a team game and he is one of many, then why is the only aspects of the games highlighted when Lebron makes a shot or fails to make one? I don't know if last night was the last game or if there is another one tonight, I just know that if we expect our kiddos to play and live with a team mentality then it needs to be modeled for them. So many of our students dream of being the next Jordan or Lebron James, but what if they were the next Matthew Dellavedova? Something to think about. Not everyone can be in the headlines yet everyone has an important role or position.
Yesterday as I listened and watched the news, hoping the rain would hold off for our field trip (which it did, yeah!), I couldn't get over all the talk about Lebron James. It appears he is having some great games and making history yet something was missing from each report or discussion, a mention of his team.
I haven't played basketball since high school but in order for the star to make a basket, rebound, or be deemed a legend...he or she has a team passing, blocking, and supporting them on and off the court. Don't misunderstand, I also understand Lebron James is discussed with likeness to Michael Jordan. I do remember him and his skill on the court. Michael Jordan was Heidi's favorite player and Jordan apparel surrounded me.
Why do I share this? It's not to ignite a debate or upset my husband. It's something that caught my attention while watching the news. As an educator in Kindergarten we encourage and model "No I in Team" for our students. I've done the same for my daughter but then we watch the news to see one of fifteen players on a professional sports team receiving all the kudos.
What about the guys with the multitude of assists, passes, and blocks to make the score board and stats reflect the amazing numbers. Yes, Lebron James has talent and can land a sweet shot, which is a result of countless hours of practice but even he recognizes his team deserves kudos. Did you know he gifted Apple watches, among other items to his teammates during the playoffs? Lebron James gets it. He appreciates his teammates. I read a few different articles yesterday and last night because I wanted to know more about this superstar. I was pleasantly surprised to find many reports or interviews where #23 credits his team and verbalizes he doesn't like the comparison to God.
If Lebron James understands it's a team game and he is one of many, then why is the only aspects of the games highlighted when Lebron makes a shot or fails to make one? I don't know if last night was the last game or if there is another one tonight, I just know that if we expect our kiddos to play and live with a team mentality then it needs to be modeled for them. So many of our students dream of being the next Jordan or Lebron James, but what if they were the next Matthew Dellavedova? Something to think about. Not everyone can be in the headlines yet everyone has an important role or position.
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 | Are you looking for an enjoyable evening of music and celebration? If so, head to the Hannibal High School, in Hannibal, New York for Creation Studio's annual dance recital. Recital starts at 6 p.m. |
Our children each have different gifts and interests,
choose to support them as they play, perform, & participate.
Tonight...we enjoy a dance recital!
It's open to the public...you won't be disappointed
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Families of the missing WAIT to know where their loved ones are and if they will be discovered or recovered. The missing and exploited child is the victim. Their parents, families, and communities are victimized also. There are another group of parents and children, those who face childhood diseases and illness. They WAIT also.
I don't know why such terrible things happen to our children yet I know God is faithful and provides the strength, hope, and light we need in the darkest of days. If you have lost a child, sibling, relative, or neighbor to abduction or illness, you understand the immeasurable pain and lack of understanding. TOP's Tuesday is a way to remember Heidi, this week my heart is heavy for the parents who WAIT. Not all parents wait to know where their child is, some wait for healing, some wait for diagnosis, and some wait for an answer to prayer. WAITING...
Will you join me in praying for all the parents who have lost a child or have a sick child today? Can we lift a united prayer of hope, healing, and strength for the moms and dads facing life's greatest struggle...when they can't find or help their child. This requires a strength and hope ONLY FOUND IN GOD.
I don't know why such terrible things happen to our children yet I know God is faithful and provides the strength, hope, and light we need in the darkest of days. If you have lost a child, sibling, relative, or neighbor to abduction or illness, you understand the immeasurable pain and lack of understanding. TOP's Tuesday is a way to remember Heidi, this week my heart is heavy for the parents who WAIT. Not all parents wait to know where their child is, some wait for healing, some wait for diagnosis, and some wait for an answer to prayer. WAITING...
Will you join me in praying for all the parents who have lost a child or have a sick child today? Can we lift a united prayer of hope, healing, and strength for the moms and dads facing life's greatest struggle...when they can't find or help their child. This requires a strength and hope ONLY FOUND IN GOD.
Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint."
Isaiah 40:28-31
Remember to trust God and lean on
His strength and understanding as you wait.
What are you waiting for?
As time moves forward and our daughter grows there are new joys, concerns, and challenges. Each an exciting addition to my life. If you follow the blog, then you know I tend to not post too much about my daughter.
This is for a few reasons, first and foremost, to keep some aspects of life private and not invade my daughter's privacy. I think every mother could write a book on the what to do, and not to do, when raising a daughter. Women would read our books and agree, disagree, and laugh out loud, and cry, the whole time.
Why such laughter and bouts of tears when reading? Simple, our children our individuals and although we may attempt to handle similar situations the same, this is not wise or feasible. Our parenting is based on the examples of our parents, adult role models, care givers, and/or guardians. I'm thankful for the ways my parents raised me but at the time, "I hate you" was a common phrase uttered from my teen mouth. Decades later I understand how painful and heart breaking these three words are and regret saying them. I apologized to my parents on multiple occasions for this and their response is priceless, one only a parent could utter. "No apologies necessary."
Mom did thank me once but said it wasn't necessary because she was "doing her job". There was a time in life when woman stayed home to raise their children. A stay-at-home-Mom was the norm and a 24/7 job. Today's society forces most women to join the work force to help make ends meet and provide for the family. This has its positives and negatives yet an aspect many overlook, to work outside the home, coupled with caring for your spouse, home, children, and pets is comparable to your spouse working overtime EVERY week.
The pay you receive for this overtime is priceless, rewarding, and worth every second. I hope you feel the same way.
This is for a few reasons, first and foremost, to keep some aspects of life private and not invade my daughter's privacy. I think every mother could write a book on the what to do, and not to do, when raising a daughter. Women would read our books and agree, disagree, and laugh out loud, and cry, the whole time.
Why such laughter and bouts of tears when reading? Simple, our children our individuals and although we may attempt to handle similar situations the same, this is not wise or feasible. Our parenting is based on the examples of our parents, adult role models, care givers, and/or guardians. I'm thankful for the ways my parents raised me but at the time, "I hate you" was a common phrase uttered from my teen mouth. Decades later I understand how painful and heart breaking these three words are and regret saying them. I apologized to my parents on multiple occasions for this and their response is priceless, one only a parent could utter. "No apologies necessary."
Mom did thank me once but said it wasn't necessary because she was "doing her job". There was a time in life when woman stayed home to raise their children. A stay-at-home-Mom was the norm and a 24/7 job. Today's society forces most women to join the work force to help make ends meet and provide for the family. This has its positives and negatives yet an aspect many overlook, to work outside the home, coupled with caring for your spouse, home, children, and pets is comparable to your spouse working overtime EVERY week.
The pay you receive for this overtime is priceless, rewarding, and worth every second. I hope you feel the same way.
What will you read on this new weekly edition? I don't know! If you've lived with teenager then you know it's impossible to predict the future or determine what writing muse might be triggered from one week to the next.
One thing you won't read is rantings of a mad Mom on the brink. My hope is to illustrate the challenges of parenting with a positive twist for survival, healthy relationships, and enjoyment. I'll share those memories of being the child on the receiving end of the parenting with the added revelation of "Oh, that's why they said or did what they did." too. I may even interview and highlight some women I know that WOW me and others with their strategies, patience, or other giftings.
Basically, this weekly blog post, similar to most blogs, will be one way for a Mom like me to share, encourage, and possibly vent once a week to other parents. My hope is you, the reader, will respond in comments below in response to what you read or my concluding question. I hope you will respond to each other too. Parenting has always been the MOST IMPORTANT, challenging, and REWARDING job one will have in this life time. So let's use this little piece of the Internet and the blogosphere to lift each other, share, and be encouraged ourselves in the realization...we are not alone in our feelings.
One thing you won't read is rantings of a mad Mom on the brink. My hope is to illustrate the challenges of parenting with a positive twist for survival, healthy relationships, and enjoyment. I'll share those memories of being the child on the receiving end of the parenting with the added revelation of "Oh, that's why they said or did what they did." too. I may even interview and highlight some women I know that WOW me and others with their strategies, patience, or other giftings.
Basically, this weekly blog post, similar to most blogs, will be one way for a Mom like me to share, encourage, and possibly vent once a week to other parents. My hope is you, the reader, will respond in comments below in response to what you read or my concluding question. I hope you will respond to each other too. Parenting has always been the MOST IMPORTANT, challenging, and REWARDING job one will have in this life time. So let's use this little piece of the Internet and the blogosphere to lift each other, share, and be encouraged ourselves in the realization...we are not alone in our feelings.
As iron sharpens iron,
so one person sharpens another.
Proverbs 27:17
Name ONE topic you'd like to see me blog about.
What type of Mom would you like me to interview?
How fun do you think this "A Mother's Monday" will be?
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