It has been a beautiful few days here in The Land of Fairy Tales! The sun has been shining and the breeze blowing… The temperatures have been hovering between the mid 70’s and the mid 80’s and the sky has been the most unbelievable blue! (For all of you in Phoenix, hold down that jealous rage and keep in mind that we haven’t had a temperature above 55 since last September!)
We have been walking the dogs and going on bicycle rides (did I tell you that we bought bicycles? Real nice ones! I haven’t had a bike since I was 12! Talk about good exercise!) across our little patch of country side and of course Bertha (the motorcycle) has been getting plenty of time out and about! (I was getting ready to get on the bike in case you can’t tell!)
It’s good for the soul to be out and about in God’s creation… especially when it feels as if you live in a painting!
Speaking of good for the soul…
For those of you that have asked and for those of you that haven’t and are just wondering… Ryan and I are doing okay. This last few days of being out in the sunshine and spending time with each other have helped us heal a little. I know I haven’t talked much about losing the baby, but there hasn’t been all that much for me to say.
I have been spending a lot of time in prayer, reading my Bible, just looking for answers. And have found once again that the answers to all of these questions that Ryan and I have asked for so many years are still…
“I have plans to prosper you and not to harm you…”
…and I have found a bit of peace and contentment in the faithfulness of my Father, God. I wouldn’t say I’m exactly bubbling over with bouncy joy or anything but I’m on a road to healing, and ,as in everything since the day we said “I do”, Ryan is walking right beside me.
We have felt your thoughts and prayers across the miles and appreciate your continued prayers that one day our dreams of becoming parents would be realized. That God would remember us.
Today is another beautiful day and I feel like being up and doing… I’ve been baking like crazy the last week too… Spinach tortes, Crocans, Zucchini bread… Somehow it has just seemed like the thing to do! But for today this house needs to be cleaned and dinner needs to be planned and prepared… (I can’t decide between cornbeef hash, taco salad, and pot roast… how’s that for a spread?) So I’m off to breath the fresh warm air and keep my hands busy.
(That means goodbye and is said kind of like juice only with the first sound of choo choo at the beginning instead of the J!)
Post Script: Ryan and I were catching up on one of our favorite shows, Jericho, last night. There was a line in it I just HAD to share!
SON: What Dad, do you want to come?
FATHER: You’ve already seen what it’s like out there I just need to see it for myself… besides I’m unemployed not obsolete.
SON: Did you ask mom?
FATHER: Son I’m 59 years old I was mayor of this town since the Carter administration, I’m a retired U.S. Army ranger and a combat veteran.
(Big pause and a nice deep breath.)
Of course I asked your mother!