I want to tell you about my family.
I mentioned before that I want someone to visit my son every week. My daughter has been our visitation coordinator. If someone wants to visit that week, they call her to schedule the time. Actually her job is basically answering text messages from friends and family wanting to visit. I just gave her that title here this very moment, and it made me giggle a little because she would have been on her phone anyway.
My daughter is a funny girl. I always thought she got her humor from my grandma Marie, my dads mother. She is also a little spit fire that will not hesitate to put someone in their place, especially if she feels there is an injustice taking place. She may have gotten this from my mother, however, there are several of us "spitfires" on both sides of our family. This could be be seen with her as an 8 year old feeling that a waitress has "jipped" her on the amount of soup she received or as her adult self standing up for someone who she sees is getting the short end of the stick. Most of the time this can be viewed very admirably, but I won't lie to you, sometimes she is just...oh never mind that would just be rude to say. Anyway, we are very close, but there have been times where she will tell me that I am no longer her best friend and she gives the honor to my sister. I know eventually my sister will do something and I will be in first position again. Funny girl.
My son is also funny person. I have seen him grow in the last few years in ways that amaze me. He is quiet and shy like his dad. He is also a very intelligent person. I found this out when he was 4 and I was reading a book to him. He corrected me when I hurriedly tried to finish the book. We sat in amazement as we pointed to different words in different books just to make sure his reading wasn't a fluke. At that point I figured he could just read his own bedtime story. At five he read "The Far Side" cartoon books and laughed appropriately. While growing up we referred to him as our "knower of useless information." If he told me odd things like the name of the skin covering your elbow, I knew he read it somewhere. If he had to put away the dishes, I knew he would rearrange my kitchen cabinets, this could have been because he thought it was funny or maybe his rebellious nature. Don't know, I just learned to live with it.
So yes, I have funny children. I have been married for 26 years, maybe because my husband is quiet and I am sort of loud, well maybe just a little. Over the years we have had too many dogs to count.
I have wonderful parents and in-laws who have supported us through all the years whether it was just to share a glass of wine with us or to help us find our footing on a bumpy path. OK, that made me laugh because I am feeling like this is turning into a sappy little post. I actually just wanted to explore who I am by looking at those that mean the most to me. Without all the support I would have probably fell apart over these last couple of years.
I went to a bible study with my sister-in-law. The first night the instructor went around the room and asked what we felt God had anointed us for. I told them I did not honestly know but was sure that I would not have gone through everything I have these last 2 years for it not to be something great. Maybe I am to help people in my situation? Leave it to me to make this all about me!!!
Anyway, this is my family,
Thanks for a great post, Janette. Sounds like you have a great family. Personally, I don't believe God gives us challenges. I think life just "is". Sometimes it's harder than others. Sharing your story and experience with others in a way that helps may, indeed, be your ministry. The opportunities will present themselves if you're just open to them. Thanks for sharing!!
ReplyDeleteFun read, JK!!!
ReplyDeleteI don't think you could remotely be described as even a little loud!!! True, Dave is quiet...but you loud? I think not!!!
Funny...YES!!! After all, who taught me how to pretend a hairbrush or a drinking straw or anything else cylindrical in shape could be used as a microphone for belting out our favorite tunes?
And who said let's jog and meet each other halfway between our houses and waited for me to show up without jogging an inch???
And who precariously balanced on a log on the Platte River and performed, "I'm a Little Teacup" without falling in?
You are a good daughter, wife, mother, sister, friend, etc....I am honored to have you as a friend!!!