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Hello everyone! I'm back from my 40-day furlough from the computer. Good grief, it was harder than I thought it was going to be. The hardest thing? Being away from my friends! But I did realize that I was spending a little more time mentally wanting my life to be different -- oohing and ahhing over sales and wishing I could get this or that. I didn't realize how subconsciously petty I was. DH and I talked about it together and have been really praying and working on remembering that joy isn't in the form of things. A lot of my craving for redecorating our house or getting a new wardrobe was boredom and a desire to do something productive with my time. But I really have been realizing that my dreams of having a big family or doing something really great with the church, etc - that I may never get what I dreamingly want (because truthfully, despite what I dream of, I really only want God's will for my life) but no matter what I get, I need to be a good steward of what God gives me. Big or small, if I can't hack it now, God is never going to give me something bigger (faithful in little, faithful in much).
Wow. So much has happened since I last posted. Let's see if I can remember it all. After 5 days on his liquid fast, DH ended it because he was getting sick and worn out (he was doing it while he was working!). At the week mark (from the day he started his fast) he had lost 10 pounds. A few days later he went in for an emergency oral surgeon appointment to remove his bottom right wisdom tooth on Tuesday (the first day of his two days off for the week). They ended up taking all 4 of the teeth, saying that our insurance only covers one wisdom tooth procedure and that if he were to get just one out, the remaining three would cost over $2200 (collectively) to be removed. He had a manager’s store inventory that he was supposed to go to on Wednesday night, so he was trying to get the surgeon to just take the one, but they took all four. (They didn’t tell me though – I found out afterwards, when I went inside to bring him to the car.) It was a rough week following (he has a terrible time with the anesthetic as it makes him very sick) and he had a hard time healing with his bottom left, as they had to dig under a tooth to remove the wisdom tooth, striking a nerve in his jaw during the procedure. Through the pain he was still thankful he had done it all at once and didn’t have to do it again – and again, and again – with the other three. I thank the Lord he had vacation time planned or he would have been off work for a week unpaid. He went back to work for a week as we all waited and prepared for Daniel (my BIL) to graduate from Army bootcamp/military police training and return home from Missouri. My in-laws drove to Missouri on Monday and went to his graduation ceremony on Thursday. He was the only soldier in his platoon (and one of only five in the entire basic training group) to receive a rank promotion. He did well – blew them all away – even with severe asthma, symptoms of appendicitis, a back injury and strained muscles through his lower abdomen. He loves everything about the Army – except the jerks. He was home for 19 days – which flew by of course. A family picnic for Daniel’s return and Ben’s high school graduation. Bonfires. Riding around on the four-wheeler. Fourth of July party. (with some smooches between DH and I – it was our 4 year anniversary!) Fireworks. (Elijah loved them this year!) Family trip to the swimming pool. More fireworks and four-wheeling. Cookouts on the grill. It was a summer family get-together two weeks long. And Saturday night we helped Daniel pack things up and said goodbye. It was super emotional. Set to go to Germany for two weeks before being sent to Afghanistan and pull duty driving supplies back and forth to soldiers on the front – while casing the road for bombs and mines. It’s scary to think about. We all cried, but Daniel really broke down when it was time to say goodbye to Elijah. He’s Daniel’s little buddy who worships the ground Daniel walks on and when he realized he probably wouldn’t be home for a year, it broke his heart. He has to earn back the time he took (in advance) to come home for the week longer than he was originally given, and then he has to earn time on top of that to come back home to visit. It’ll be a while. And it’ll take the family a little while to adjust to him being there, though it’ll never be fully adjusted to the point of being comfortable, of course.
In happy news, we have a new addition to the family! A little girl named Geisha. No, I’m not pregnant. She’s a teacup kitten. She only weighs a pound right now (at 11 weeks) and found out she’ll end up between 3 and 5 pounds when full-grown. She’s so precious – the apple of DH's eye. She’s a snuggly lap kitty, but she bounds around the house when she feels like being adventurous. That is until one of us gets up and walks somewhere and then she’s magnetically drawn to our feet to follow wherever we go. Elijah is having some difficulty getting used to someone else getting the attention. It’s almost as if we had another baby – he craves attention and seeks it for things that would never have been cause for it a week ago. It will take a little bit of time (and a lot of reminding him that we love him a lot. LOL) for him to get adjusted. I took her to the vet this afternoon, as she had an eye infection and an upper respiratory infection when we got her on Saturday morning. The vet said that she also had an ulcer in her left cornea, which I knew something more was wrong other than just the eye infection b’c it was swollen shut and when I managed to get it open and clean the gunk off it, there was a gray spot in the center of her eye. The vet told me the medicine should work but if it’s too late, there is a chance she would need surgery on the left eye with a possibility of losing sight in it. So 4 antibiotics (and some prayer) later, we’re home and she’s curled up on my lap, one ear tipped to hear the clicking of the keys. DH said he may want to get another one from the woman who gave her to us when the momma cats have another litter (due in August, likely ready in October), and we’ll have medication for it without having to drag it to the vet as well, so we may do that.
We started the potty-training process with Elijah just after DH got his wisdom teeth removed. It was going well, but after about a week, life got so crazy that he ended up in pull-ups more often than not, and we’ve regressed. So much for “this is the last pack of pull-ups I’m buying”. LOL Speaking of that, I have to buy some more tonight. Anyway, we’re getting back into it. I was hoping for him to be potty trained by the next time we visit my parents’ house , but I’m not sure it will happen then. We’ll take it as it comes. There have been so many things happening in the last 6 weeks that I’ve just been thankful he’s slept well at night so we can do the same.
I quit taking the birth control after a little over one month. There weren't any huge side effects, but I was angry and edgy all the time, no matter if everything was great or if it was all terrible. After not taking it for two days I noticed a dramatic difference, and though I was hormonal from getting my period (again, a week after getting it on the pill), I didn't feel like I was out of my mind on the edge all the time. And so I'm back to having a wacked out body that isn't predictable at all, and well, really getting one-on-one with God about why it is so. He'll probably never give me an answer -- one of THOSE questions that He doesn't answer. LOL
My parents’ house is near finished and they should be moving in the beginning of August. Currently, the plan is to come up north the first weekend of August and stay for a week, as our annual family reunion is on the 5th. My brother Josh is home this week from college and it’s been a hard decision to make in not going home to visit. I won’t see him home again until October, but right now DH is taking his brother’s ship-off to Germany very hard and I feel like I need to stay home and be with him. It saddens me that my family will probably feel hurt about it, but I don’t feel peace in leaving my husband right now, and the only thing I know to do is to go with what I feel peace over. I just pray my family will understand.
I’m not really sure what else there is to talk about. My 40-day furlough from the computer was full of a whole mixture of emotions. Most of all, I missed you guys so much! I talked more to my mother on the phone in the past 40 days than I have in the past year! I’ve gone on cleaning sprees and kept up on doing my devotions. Not every day but I’ve tried. I’ve spent a lot of time in prayer, and have learned (and relearned) some great things about God. And now, as I come back, I am so excited to be in the company of my girlfriends – the surrounding of uplifting encouragement, of we’re-in-this-together friends, of women that I can laugh with, cry with, and blow steam off in their presence – and you guys always know how I feel and don’t judge or hold it against me. I’m back ladies. I missed y’all. I missed y’all big-time.
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