This is the season of anniversaries. Some happy, some sad. We marked the 13th anniversary of one of the happiest days of my life, yesterday. My Addie is now a teenager! I can't imagine how the family functioned 14 years ago before we had our Addie. What a joy! I don't know how a child can have so much attention and spoiling and end up as sweet and giving as she has.
Her birthday will also forever share, however, the anniversary of the worst day of may life. Its sixth anniversary passed without much recognition and that is probably a good thing. Six years have put us in such a different place and I try not to dwell on that period in our lives, partly out of respect for Amy. I do, however, feel we've all learned so much and had such blessings that, someday, there should be a place for us to share that story if it would help others.
This week will be devoted to getting Christmas decorations put away and the house clean(er) before I go back to work. I'm also slipping in some visits to family and friends, some reading, and a couple of movies, not to mention a slumber party for 13 year olds, No really, don't mention it.
May your last week few days of 2008 bring joy and hope.
Stretch,
Jo
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About Me
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- There are many labels I eagerly wear and desperately work to deserve. Some of those are wife, mom, friend, librarian, artist, reader, Christian. There are other labels I try to avoid, such as housekeeper, beauty queen, spendthrift, judge, whiner.
1 comment:
There is something rather theological about one of the happiest days of your life is also shared with one of the saddest days of your life. It is a good thing you are a Christian and are okay with paradoxes!
One of the growing marks post modernism/post secularism is the ability of people and communities to live in the midst of tension or paradoxes. This day is an excellent example of what it means to live life in paradox. That is to say, Jo, in a way I hope you embrace that day in its entirety so to mesh the sacredness of Addie's birthday with the profaneness of what happened five years ago. It is in meshing the two (the sacred and profane) we really come to see God.
Thanks for sharing.
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