What a great way to start out my Mothers Day.
Most often Mothers Day is kind of family day.
But this year a group of us got together to walk the Mothers Day 5k.
Friends, friends moms, friends kids, my kids.
It was fun.
Lincoln did not want to wear his tiara (it was an all women’s race, it was going to be his clever disguise).
This will be one of many pictures of my two boys together.
I look forward to all of the years.
I look forward to all of the hugs.
All the high fives.
All the wrestling.
All the balls being thrown or kicked in the house behind my back.
All the giggles.
All the bedtime secrets.
The blanket made forts.
The bike rides.
And the small successes.
I look forward to all the times were you will stick up for each other.
Be a good friend.
And an encouraging voice.
I am so excited for you to share your lives together.
To grow older with a best friend.
To know that you always have someone in your corner.
I am so glad you are brothers.
Though there may be fights and a little rough housing along the way.
You will always have each other.
Brothers are forever.
My best friend had a horrible break up with her boyfriend of one year. Her mom called, and I immediately went over to help.
I am bad at this.
I never know what to say. I am naturally a quiet person and it is really difficult for me to say the right thing.
And I’m not a hugger.
I tried an awkward pat on the back but it was just that, awkward.
I just seriously suck at this.
She is going to stay at my house for the next few days. I am glad that I can be here for my friend, she has always been there for me.
I just wish I was better at this.
Today I am leaving.
I have left a lot this summer. It seems to be the trend.
If I am going to be honest, it has a lot to do with not wanting to be home.
Things are rough. Marriage is rough.
And I don’t know if I can do it anymore.
I just need to get away and think.
I need to get away with good friends and people I trust.
So hopefully I can find myself again.
The North Woods of Wisconsin has been a sanctuary for me in the past. A place where I can find myself. Find God. See God. Talk to Jesus. Listen to his voice in my life.
A place of solitude, and of peace.
I will journal everyday, I will read, and I will write.
It is not that I do not have time to do those things here, I have loads of time in the summer.
There is just too much noise.
Be still and know that I am God. – Psalm 46:10
I think that verse is taken out of context a bit, but it still makes tons of sense to me.
I need to be still.
And I need to know.
Not necessarily that there is a God, but I need to get reconnected to Him in my life.
Be still.
The plan is to canoe and camp.
I’m psyched.
Mom and Boys 