The years when I enjoyed my children the most were easily the years when I was the most involved with them; their earliest childhood (including when they were babies). I was blessed with almost endless energy for them, and immensely enjoyed being with and taking care of my dear little ones.
Because my good husband was always so involved and helpful with them in every way, it didn’t occur to me that it didn’t come as easily or naturally to him- looking after our babies and toddlers and preschoolers. Poor man; years later he made a casual comment which stopped me in my tracks. It was something to the effect of him being somewhat relieved that that labour-intensive part of parenting was now over.
What!? Really? He hadn’t adored every minute of it as I had? Who knew?
It turned out that he enjoyed fatherhood more and more, the older our offspring grew. Not only that, but he told me on more than one occasion that he was actually looking forward to them all becoming adults! He had this dream in his mind, of us sitting around a table with our grown children, talking and laughing together…
This weekend we are celebrating Emma’s 18th birthday as a family, so Jack and his wife Bethany, and Mary and her boyfriend Ethan drove down last night from Calgary. Emma was here in town as well for a while during the evening… Everyone sat around the candlelit table late last night, obligingly eating cherries and coconut macaroons and sipping rooibos; we talked and laughed and basked in the light of each other’s love.
Kirby’s dream is coming true. And, as it turns out, he was right. It’s wonderful.
#family #happiness #joy #together #feedingmypeople #home
I remember clearly about 20 years ago, hearing two more mature women cheerfully chat with each other about having “caught the bug” (a.k.a. become somewhat addicted)… Oddly, they were referring to doing genealogical research.
While family history is a worthwhile endeavour, and one encouraged in our religion, (the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints/ ‘Mormon’ church) I have to be honest… I privately thought these ladies needed to get out more.
It just didn’t sound like anything I would consider ‘fun’. Certainly not compelling. So I naively thought. I was young and inexperienced.
Happily, I have continued to go to church, and thereby continued to be exposed to encouragement to engage in the daunting process of searching out as many of my ancestors as I can find. Also happily, my clever and computer-savvy husband joins me, exponentially increasing the success of my enthusiastic efforts.
As with cultivating a starter and learning to make good sourdough bread, my family all likely wished I would just do them a favour and give it up already; nevertheless, I persisted. And now I, too, have “caught the bug”! It’s becoming increasingly hard to tear myself away from this fascinatingly relevant research.
I could laugh and say it’s just middle age catching up to me, but I know the truth: learning about and connecting families is part of the work of God! It’s His Holy Spirit that moves me (and millions of other people; this is a fast-growing hobby) to fill in my family tree.
These people are literally what I’m made of, and when my life on earth is over, I look forward to seeing them and embracing them as part of my eternal family in Heaven.
#Christian #lds #familyhistory #familytree #familysearch #familiesareforever #love
I grew up as the oldest in a family of four girls, so I’ve only experienced sibling-hood as a big sister to 3 little sisters. We were all blessed by having parents who strongly encouraged us to care for and be there for each other. I actually can’t imagine my life- past or present- without my sisters.
I love how we each have unique relationships with each of the others of us, while all sharing this very strong sense of collective memories and consciousness. Sometimes we all four get together for a couple days somewhere beautiful in the mountains, and those are such fun and precious days.
Yesterday afternoon I hopped in the car and headed west for a spontaneous visit to the sister just younger than I. It’s the first time I’ve been here to visit her in her new home, and I’m so happy to be here with her for a couple days.
Since we were born only 21 months apart, our childhoods were very closely intertwined, and the two of us naturally spent endless hours playing together when we were little.
I remember us flattening down the tall, thick green grass in the meadow between our house and Grandpa and Grandma’s house on the farm; we made our own little ‘houses’ this way. Of course the next thing we did was to press down grass tunnels connecting our houses- so we could go visit each other! Some things should never change…
#sisters #friendship #family #love #understanding #forgiveness #fun #memories #forever
(brilliant photo credit: JoLynn Farrer- check out the ray of light shining down on the happy couple!)
Seeing our son and his lovely bride so in love and happy together on their wedding day made me about as happy as I can remember feeling! Honestly, it was so beautiful that I couldn’t stop smiling. When the photographer commented on that, all I could do was agree emphatically that, yes- Mom sure WAS happy!
How could I not be? All his life I have hoped to see him marry someone wonderful forever- in the temple! It’s so sweet to my heart, knowing they can actually be together for all eternity.
(Also, maybe some little corner of my smile that day was because my tall daughters wore flats with their bridesmaids’ dresses and I wore high heels; it’s not often that I am the same height as my girls 😉
(this picture was taken when we first arrived at the temple, while we were waiting outside in the brilliant sunshine for the beautiful bride to arrive… I love how happy and excited Jack is. And I so love Bethany for bringing such joy to him.)
#DietzeLoveStory #Jack&Bethany #templemarriage #lds #eternalmarriage #happy #joy #family #foreverlove