A Mayflower's Musings

Saturday, February 28, 2015

Another day at the cabin...

My dad's death and my moms loss of her ability to write makes me appreciate Any remnants of the past that have their handprint on them.  Today in our cabin's guest book I found this and wanted to preserve it in my blog!

Friday, February 27, 2015

When the fighting stops...

Found this on Maisie's bed the day after Daphne's team beat Maisie's team in the battle....daphne made this sweet card for her sister!  Made me so happy!

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Love me some ruby garland....

Ruby is just too funny!  I love her spunk so much -  we all can learn from her zest for life.  Her newest excitement is mikes fitbit.  She loves to wear it and get in a goal.  Yesterday she got in 11,000 steps and that doesn't count her swim lessons.

Remember to smile like ruby today!

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

A Tale of Two Readers

Today was pretty special for the Maisie and Daphne.  Both of their Battle of the Books teams made it to the finals and so they battled against each other today in an assembly!!  It was a really close battle-  78-65!!!  Daphne's team the Bookmarks beats Maisie's-  the Fierce Tigers..,  and they are headed to regionals next!!! 

Mike and Aunt Kathie came to support the girls and I got to be the official time keeper-  woohoo!!!  So special that ak (that's what we call my auntie) got to stand in for my mom today!  Mom has always been a huge avid reader and an expert in teaching reading too.  She would have been super proud!!

It's such a great program! 

Monday, February 23, 2015

Beautiful Sunday

Yesterday we attended Mike and Pam and Matt and Becca's church - Court Street Christian Church in Salem.  We are praying about making it our new church home ~ at least temporarily.  We miss miss miss the days when we saw that side of the family MORE.  The kids are growing up so fast...and holidays are just not enough bonding time in my opinion.

So, I texted Becca yesterday morning and said, "hey we are coming!" and she replied "yay, cuz I'm speaking!"  And let me tell you, we were so proud of her.  I knew she was a good speaker.  Knew she was a funny talented writer.  Knew she was wise beyond her years.  Knew she loves people.  Knew she was an actress in her youth which lends itself to funny voices and storytelling at its BEST!  But yesterday it was confirmed in my heart that she has an anointing on her life to speak God's word!

She rocked it!

And then to cap off a great service, we went to Mike and Pam's new little abode ~ a temporary home for them, while Mikey builds them a new place...and had a phenom bbq lunch!  What a special Sunday!

Sunday, February 22, 2015

This is for mothers...

My aunt Kathie gave me my Grandma Barb's Bible after she passed away and her things had been sorted through.  I feel so privileged.  It's just such an honor to get to read all her notes and pieces of papers she chose to fill the pages.  This particular essay, that she must have deemed very important, is my favorite thing that I found.

It's entitled, This is for the mothers...

(here is excerpt from it)

What makes a good Mother anyway?  Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?  Or is it in the heart?  Is it the ached you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time?  The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?  The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M. when you just want to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in your home? Or the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?

The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation...and mature mothers and stay-at-home mothers.  Single mothers and married mothers.  Mothers with money, mothers without.   This is all of you...for all of us..Hang in there.  In the end we can only do the best we can.  Tell them every day that we love them.  And PRAY.

"Home is what catches you when you fall - and we all fall."

I mean seriously, I had goosebumps re-typing that, not only because those words are so true and encouraging, but because my very Grandma too felt the same feelings that I do as a mother. It's such a special bond.