I loved seeing a comment from Kathryn…
I miss you guys…I’m tryin’ to act smart for your sake! Love you.”
(See the post about Homeschooling below) How I miss our precious girl! We always have mixed emotions when she’s gone… wanting her to stay and wanting her to enjoy special experiences. We’re torn over wanting to keep her home and letting her go, too. So, she’s out of town visiting a friend in Oregon who leaves in a couple of days to return to the mission field in Yemen. Many months and a whole world away, Kathryn will be especially sad to see her friend go away again.
I’m glad she checked in on my blog… a sweet, sweet surprise.
I’m smiling at how things change in life… and how, in a mind-boggling way, they really don’t change all that much at all. As I reached for a pot for making farina this morning, I smiled as I recalled how I delighted in putting the whole set of my new pots and pans in the draw beneath the stove. That was a long time ago. I delighted in that matching set, all neatly nestled in that drawer. But I didn’t get a pot from that drawer this morning. None of our pots fit in that drawer anymore. I got out the pot that I used to use to make large ~wink~ pots of soup for our little family. Those were the days I would buy Cream of Wheat in boxes at the grocery store and the boxes would last a week or two ― then later in “bulk” from Manna Mills when it was still called Natural Foods Warehouse in Mountlake Terrace. (I think the original name drew too many negative conclusions). The “granola types” shopped there and a myriad of other hippie, Birkenstock-wearing shoppers. I was teetering on the line of being one of them. My own Birkenstocks were the first dead giveaway. Well, then, the site sort of ran the gamut of being too “new-age” for me and I found another source (