Lookoutlady’s Marsh


Pride and Joys
December 17, 2008, 2:48 pm
Filed under: church, Family, granddaughter, grandson, Love

RJ, HWS

It is so amazing how love expands and grows.  The two lovies above are my grandkids, RJ is 8 months and HWS is 2.  They have not only expanded my love but now challenge my memory of childhood rhymes and songs.  They make Christmas all the more exciting.

RJ is crawling and pulling herself up on all things, taking those first tentative steps to walking.  HWS is learning so fast, and has so many new words(some of them I even understand).  His newest(esp. since RJ started crawling) is MINE.  This is an important idea to learn, because how do you learn what sharing is? unless you understand mine?

We have “Cookies & Carols” Sunday night at contemporary service, best I can tell is a cross between “Love Feast” and “Lessons & Carols”.  The praise team is singing 3 songs:  “Welcome to Our World”, “Breath of Heaven”, and “Christ Child’s Lullaby” then asking others to sing 5 carols with us.  I will be baking cookies on Saturday and have asked HWS to come help Grandma.



Let Me Rise
November 3, 2008, 2:25 pm
Filed under: church, Family, granddaughter, grandson

Let Me Rise

By Wendell Berry

When I rise up
let me rise up joyful
like a bird

When I fall
let me fall without regret
like a leaf.

Source: “Prayers and Sayings of the Mad Farmer” from Collected Poems

Remembrance of saints, homecoming at church, dinner on the grounds after church, HWS(grandson)’s second birthday all occurred yesterday.  A mix of sorrow, welcome, feasting and unbridled happiness in the span of yesterday which thankfully had an extra hour.

I have pet names for my grandkids, HWS I call my “sugarbear” and RJ is my  “sweetpea”.  Their costumes for Halloween…HWS was a monkey(only because we could not find a bear costume) complete with the sounds that a monkey makes and RJ was a peapod. HWS was a delight even though he could not say “trick or treat” only wave and say bye.  RJ was not happy being confined in the peapod since she is newly crawling and is so delighted with her ability to move to something or someone as she wants.

HWS gives a one finger on one hand and one finger on the other when asked how old he is.  We had a cookout and of course an Elmo cake.  It was family for this BD.  HSW was surrounded by aunts, uncles and numerous grands….Granny, Grandma, Meme, GG, Grandpop and Grandpa…..that he keeps straight.



Not a tropical storm, just a coastal storm
September 25, 2008, 2:52 pm
Filed under: Family, grandson, home, Life, Weather

According to local weather, the storm we have been having for the past 2 days with winds blowing at 20-35 and gusts to 45 is not tropical because the isobars are further from the center, but that might be changing and the hurricane fliers are going into storm to check it out.

Whatever, my plants have still blown over and all the outside furniture on the front porch ended up in the yard yesterday.  We are supposed to get over 1″ of rain, but so far seems to be going elsewhere.  The rain is really needed.  Since the wind is from the NE, the front door of the business opens on its own and Knottie goes barking at the “ghost” coming in the door.  He has had a lot of exercise.

DIL brought HWS by Tuesday after he had his first haircut.  He had such pretty curls and now there are none.  One stage is over and another begins….no more baby….now little boy.  He has a nice haircut, just (boo-hoo) no curls.  As a grandmother I lament this passing, but delight in his growing into new stages of life.

Really looking forward to just going home tonight, I have had meetings every night since Sunday.  Tonight I plan to fill the bathtub, bubble bath, glass of wine and a book and soak and read for an hour or two.  Supper is already cooked and will just have to be heated.  I might even be able to stay awake and watch ER start the new season.



More is falling than the leaves
September 22, 2008, 3:37 pm
Filed under: God, granddaughter, grandson, Life

What an early fall, especially since today is the first day.  Markets have been in free tumble, confidence in leaders spinning, and for me neither party’s candidates seem to have solutions(lots of verbiage).

What I am delighting in are my grandchildren.  HWS and RJ are doing what children do best, enjoying the moment and when I am with them that is what I do—hugs, kisses, smiles and coos, just melt my heart and I feel all is right with the world.

Started the 30 week “Christian Believer” last Monday.  The readings for this week were on beliefs, where, what, how and why (good journalist questions) we believe.  I must have read the Thomas Aquinas excert at least 4 times and I stll doubt I understand it.

“All your love, your stretching out,
your hope, your thirst,
God is creating in you so that God may fill you. . . .
God is on the inside of the longing.”
~~Maria Boulding
Saw this on another blog and that summed up what I gleaned from this week’s readings.

Now that the busy time is over at work, hope to post more frequently to this blog.  Maybe I need to go back to the gratefuls.

My dog, Knottie, comes to work with me each day(since it is my business, I can do this) but with the cost of gas can not justify going home 10 miles then back over the same road 20 miles to get to class, so on Monday’s I leave him with my parents and pick him up around 9 pm on my way home.  I miss him and the customers miss him.



Whew!
August 7, 2008, 3:16 pm
Filed under: Family, granddaughter, grandson, Life

August and is it ever hot and humid with heat advisories each day for the past 3 days.  When it is this h & h all you want to do is be inside in the AC and at work that means trying to be as still as possible since the AC there is minimal.

The new granddaughter is to be baptized Aug. 17.  RJ is now 4 months and smiling and babbling and drooling(teeth starting to come in)  I am so thankful that HWB and DIL are engaged with the baptism and all the I will’s and I do’s they will avow.  Grandmothers and Mothers set examples, but the Dads are the ones that really show the children what it is to be Christian.

My favorite Aunt died last week, 12 days short of her 91st birthday.  She is the sister who raised and cared for my Dad when he was growing(his Mother died shortly after his birth) so she was very special to him.  His last visit with her, they said goodbye and remembered old times.  He did not want to replace his last memories of her by going to the funeral.  My brother and I both offered to take him to second state north of us for the funeral.  I kept him busy at work splicing and pulling off rope the day of the funeral.  We placed a white rose on the altar on Sunday in her memory.  When I took the rose on Saturday, it was a bud.  On Sunday morning it was fully open, just so apt for memory of a long life.



What is…
May 22, 2008, 3:05 pm
Filed under: Family, God, grandson, grateful, Life

Noticing What Is
Eugene Peterson
“We wake up each morning to a world we did not make. How did it get here? How did we get here? We open our eyes and see that ‘old bowling ball the sun’ careen over the horizon. We wiggle our toes. A mockingbird takes off and improvises on themes set down by robins, vireos, and wrens, and we marvel at the intricacies…. There is so much here–around, above, below, inside, outside. Even with the help of poets and scientists we can account for very little of it. We notice this, then that…. Before long we are looking out through telescopes and down into microscopes, curious, fascinated by this endless proliferation of sheer Is-ness–color and shape and texture and sound.

After awhile we get used to it and quit noticing. We get narrowed down into something small and constricting. Somewhere along the way this exponential expansion of awareness, this wide-eyed looking around, this sheer untaught delight in what is here, reverses itself: the world contracts; we are reduced to a life of routine through which we sleepwalk. But not for long. Something always shows up to jar us awake.”
from Christ Plays in Ten Thousand Places

I read this a couple of days ago and thought about the blessing that an 18 month grandson (HWS) provides in opening our eyes to all that is around us–from the dust bunnies under the bed to the bark of the woodpecker tree.

 



Foggy
April 4, 2008, 10:59 am
Filed under: Family, granddaughter, grandson, grateful, Life

Just realized looking at the date of the last post it has been a week.  And to say that again IT HAS BEEN A WEEK!  The addition of RJ to our family has mixed all manner of things.  My personal commitments, work, and helping care for HWS have left little time for much else except falling into bed exhausted.  When does the second wind come?

Today dawned warmer, so the fog is thick and just starting to swirl as the wind picks up.  Reminds me of my life right now.

The retreat I was on, that seems ages ago, added a point to grateful fors that I am not real anxious to add–what today am I least grateful for?  In thinking about that each night, I find that I also move to the next step, if I’m not grateful for it, Why? and How does it get changed to something I can be grateful for?

I try to fall asleep at night thinking on one of my grateful fors.  Much better than counting sheep.