We’re home for our last day of freedom! Yea, I’m feeling super bummed! I have enjoyed being home with my family for Christmas break. I always get a little boohoo-ey when it’s time to face the music again. I really like being with my kids and I totally enjoy being at home all day! Some might think it a bit monotonous…..not me people! I like doing my laundry and cooking meals. Order makes me happy!
I wish I could afford to stay home again. But I realize that this is a season just like the stay at home mama time was. It’s now that I really need to work (1 in college and 2 in high school) to keep up with the costs that are neverending! I don’t mind it so much….just there are times when I want to spend the day cleaning and relaxing when NO ONE else is home.
My sweetboy will be leaving on Friday to head back to IU. I’ve been washing up his bed stuff. I’ve put it off all break. I know he’ll appreciate having a clean start in all ways once he returns to his “other” home.
Last night, I didn’t sleep well. I’ve had this happen another time in the last month. I keep waking up and fear is all around me. I feel myself physically shaking and my mind starts racing to very painful thoughts. Death. Not my own but of one of my children. I know that fear doesn’t come from God….. 2 Timothy 1:7 “For God has not given me a spirit of fear, but one of power, love and sound mind.” So, I prayed and prayed for God to help me and to blanket my children with His protection.
I don’t know why I’m stressing like I am. I know that all things work out that He has a part in. I’m trusting Him to handle the things that I cannot.
Today….we’re ending our break. Laundry, cleaning up stacks of junk, spot treating the load of clothes that were dried with Burt’s Bees lipbalm (yea, fun stuff) and savoring our last leisure talking about nothing time. I’m going to miss it. But it won’t be long until summer and we’ll all be back to our weakness (NOT getting dressed in real clothes) again.
Here’s to 2nd semester, kids! Goodluck in your classes and with your many responsibilities. May God bless each of you and cover you with His blood. Dad and I are so proud of you all. You’re the greatest kids ever! We love you!