Hello long lost blogging world. I have officially missed you. I just went back and read over my last blog post from like 26 years ago and realize it sounded very mysterious, cryptic, and a little dramatic. Sorry about that. But really, a lot of life has been going on around here and I am dying to process it via blog and bring you all up to speed on Leathers life, complete with lots of sweet pics of one seriously hilarious 21 month old. Just yesterday I was telling her that Jesus was God's son (sacred moment, right?). She responded in kind by making fart sounds on her arm and laughing in appropriately.
All that said, here's a rundown of all the once-cryptic stuff that has been going on with us. Well, I'm pregnant. No surprise there. I realized we weren't telling folks last time I blogged and I'm now 6 months along with a little boy but as many of you know, realizing you are pregnant sort of, well, heightens things. In addition to that we decided to try and sell our house (in order to buy a one story in town) in sort of a "less is more" approach. We also made the impossible decision to put down our hound dog, Cota. In a nutshell he didn't exactly love our child and was incredibly difficult and we decided he could never survive anywhere but with us b/c he had a plethora of issues. If you are sort of neutral on dogs you probably just skimmed over that statement, and that's fine. But if your dogs are part of your family then you can feel me on that one. He was only 5 years old and the day after we decided to put him down we found out our rescue dog had aggressive cancer and had only weeks to live. Okay, give me a moment. A little emotional still as I re-tell it and I'll have to dedicate an entire blog post to our sweet dogs, but for now just a recap. All that said, we put them down within 2 days of each other. It was beyond heartbreaking. All while my new job continues to be bigger than we had planned and Eric's job was becoming more demanding by the moment. So demand was GREAT, resources were FEW, and emotions were SPENT.
My plan is to offer a lot more thoughts and insight into each of these areas as I get my blog-legs back because truthfully the Lord has been weaving in and out of every nook and cranny of these experiences which, in isolation don't seem that big of a deal, but in conjunction with each other were crazy-making at times.
So I need to go organize pics and my thoughts to begin rolling out the posts because much has happened (in addition to the crazy stuff)....we went to the beach for a week, Harper was a flower girl (be still my heart), my belly is becoming more bulbous by the day, I revisited by therapist (God bless you jayne lessard), we took high school kids to camp, have made some more definitive plans for the Fall, and on an on.
But let's just say this I know for sure:
He IS the blessing. HE is the blessing. He is the BLESSING. While driving around one day, feeling like I was going crazy for all the shifts going on in our life and cursing my broken AC in my car on a 99 degree day, Jesus made that clear. You do not need your air fixed. You do not need to sell your house. You do not need your dogs to live. You do not need more support. You do not need less demands. You need more of me. I am the blessing. Knowing me. This is the blessing.
This I know. To this I can surrender.