Memorial Day…it’s not just another 3-day weekend…

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Memorial Day means something different to me now, as an adult, than it did as a child.  I remember Memorial Day as a day off from school, the “unofficial” start of all the summer activities, opening the pool, having barbeques with friends and family.  But now I know what it really is.

 

Memorial day is so much more than all those things. 

On Memorial Day, we are to memorialize, remember, honor those who have died in their service to our nation.  I don’t personally know anyone who has died while serving in the military.  But I do know two very important people in my life who know someone.

My Daddy was drafted to serve in the Vietnam war.  He was in the United States Army.  He watched, on many occasions, while the men fighting for their lives right alongside him, were killed.  He was actually wounded twice, but made it home.  Unlike so many he knew.

My Son is a United States Marine.  He wasn’t drafted, he chose to be a Marine after high school.  He’s been deployed twice to Afghanistan so far.  He has also watched as those he served alongside have paid the ultimate price.  He was also wounded, like my dad.  He also came home safely.

While I don’t pretend to understand all that they went thru, I can choose to honor them and those like them.

Like so many others tomorrow, we will be having friends and family over and having a cookout and hanging out.  There will be a time while everyone is here that we will stop and say a prayer for our troops and those families who are not “celebrating” Memorial Day, because of their losses.

So, if you’re reading this, please take a moment out of your day on Memorial Day to remember and honor those who have paid the ultimate price for your, for our, for my freedom. 

May God continue to bless this great nation.

 

What’s Up?

Monday ~ We had painters come and paint the walls, trim and doors up the stair well and down the hallway upstairs in the current house.  In the ten and a half years we have lived here I have never, that I can recall, ever taken a photo in the hall upstairs because I hated that area of the house sooooo much.  The reason I never did anything up there is because I’m afraid of heights and there was no way I was climbing up a ladder to paint that wall above the stairs.  And since I wasn’t about to do that, I never painted because to paint one part of that area and not another…well, I just never did.  So, the trim and doors were always this ugly cheap-o wood.  Not even nice oak.  If you think oak is nice. Which I don’t.  But since Monday, I LOVE walking up the stairs and everything looks for fresh and clean and crisp and new.  I love it.  I keep thinking I should hang something on the walls.  But I’ll just have to take it down soon to move.  So…no…nothing.  Thanks to Jason from http://www.heritage-custompainting.com for the awesome job!

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Monday was also Labor Day so the kiddos were out of school for the day.  Little Man spent the previous night with Grandma and Grandpa in the Ville and Lovely Daughter had a friend over.  We just hung out while the painters worked.  My mom came over to help me pack up the craft room. 

Tuesday ~ School was delayed because of fog.  It was SUPER foggy.  Like, foggy enough that school ended up being cancelled.  CANCELLED because of FOG.  Really.  I’m not making this stuff up.  So, it was just another chillax day.  It was good because both of the kiddos were feeling a bit under the weather with colds, so it was nice to just watch movies and lay around.  I had class in the evening and Lovely Daughter had practice.  And we heard from the people at Med One…Lovely Daughter has an appointment with an orthopedic surgeon to look at her shoulder…which is another story for another day 🙂

Wednesday ~ the kids were finally back to school.  Both were feeling a bit better.  I worked at church.  My online class began that day.  I’m really struggling with the whole online class. I just don’t really get how it’s supposed to work.  I just do not feel like I’m getting anything out of it.  I’m definitely a lecture and discussion in person type of learner.

Thursday ~ I worked again.  I’m also in charge of the marching band/color guard locker decorations this year.  Basically, I have to come up with and make locker decorations for every competition.  Each of the competitions are on Saturdays from now until the first one in November {hopefully}.  The Thursday before, I will go to practice with Lovely Daughter and decorate the lockers during practice.  Like 10 other moms signed up to help but no one showed up this past Thursday.  So the Little Man and I did it all.  It wasn’t so bad.  We got them all done in like 30 minutes.  I had the decorations made before we got there so we just had to get the locker list from the band director and tape them on each locker.

Friday ~ I was miserable all day with a migraine.  I slept til about 11am and then just felt sick the whole rest of the day.  Lovely Daughter stayed after school since last night was homecoming.  Little Man came home from school and played quietly so I could continue resting with my migraine.  It ended up storming, like thunder and lightening, so the game was cancelled. 

Saturday {today} ~ This afternoon is our first of many marching band competitions.  It’s just an invitational today, but these are great practice for the official ISSMA (Indiana State School Music Association) competitions coming up.  The parents feed the kids a home cooked meal after each competition so they don’t have to eat so much concession stand food.  I went this morning early to Rural King and bought 3 of those big boxes of tortilla chips for the taco salad/nachos they’re having tonight.  The Hubby is driving his truck with one of the band trailers and going with the band and guard.  Little Man and I are going in a little bit.  They perform at 5:25pm.

So that’s my week.  What’s up with you this week?

 

And so it begins…

I’ve been thinking of starting a blog for quite some time.  I just couldn’t think of a way to justify it.  Why should I blog?  What would I say?  What could I say?  Would anyone care?  Then I decided that I do have something to say.  I have family literally on the other side of the world.  At the moment, my sister and her family live in Panama, my brother and his family live in Vanuatu, and my son is serving our country in Afghanistan.  This can be a great way to keep them updated about all that happens in our lives.

So, here goes.  I titled this blog, “My Flourishing Family” because my favorite verse in the Bible is Psalm 92:12, “The righteous will flourish like a palm tree.”  No, we’re not perfect, but we strive to live our lives in such a way that our Lord will be glorified and in return, we will flourish.

There you have it.

And here we go!