Tuesday, September 06, 2011

And More Changes

I've always wondered what it would be like to have my kids at school all day.

I'm a homeschooler.  I have always had my kids at home with me.

There are some days when I wished they were at school.  Days when all they did was fight all day.  Days when the table was piled high with books and paper and pens and pencils and art supplies.  Days when the floor was piled high with clothes and shoes and the ever present Lego's that I inevitably stepped on with my bare feet.  Days when the house was a mess because we were doing school all day.  Or days when the house was clean because we didn't do school that day.

I could never seem to do both.


But today they are gone.  Today they started school in a place that was not home.  It's been a gut-wrenching decision to send them, but it was what was right for us right now.  It may not be right next year, or even next semester, or even next week.  But it was right today.

And today I sent them off to school.

And I have been crying ever since I drove away from the school.


And now I know what it's like to have them in school all day.


It is lonely.

Friday, September 02, 2011

Ch Ch Ch Changes


My son is in the MTC and my daughter is in China.  We are dwindling here.

It's Happy/Sad.   

Happy because there is more room at the dinner table.  
Sad because there is more room at the dinner table.  

Happy because there is more dessert for all of us.  
Sad because there are two less people to share dessert with. 

Happy because we can use the smaller car to go places rather than the gas hog.  
Sad because less of us are going places together.

Happy because the three drivers left each get their own car.  
Sad because....actually not sad about that one!  

Happy because 2 less kids to work my schedule around. 
Sad because I don't know what they are doing each day.

Happy because they are off having awesome experiences. 
Sad because there are a couple of holes in my heart.





Friday, March 04, 2011

Hola

Me llamo Mindy.

Am I really old enough to be the mother of a missionary?!

So, yesterday was the longest day of the year.  The mail came at 11:00 am and with it came

The Envelope

with a return address from Salt Lake City!  But we had to wait until 5:15 to open it because that's the earliest we could all get together.

We will be learning as much as we can about...

Santiago, Chile!

I have mucho to do...

Adios!


Saturday, February 26, 2011

Monday, February 21, 2011

Anticipation....

is making me crazy!

It's been 10 days since my son submitted his papers for a mission and now we are in the Check The Mail Every Day mode.

Exciting!!!


Monday, January 31, 2011

I Really AM a Runner!

Saturday I ran 5K!

Yes I did.  It was hard and I thought I was going to die, but I did it, thanks to some very good friends and Ragnar teammates! 



Sunday, January 02, 2011

I Am A Runner...

...or at least I am trying to be. I can run two miles now. I am training to run in the Ragnar with a team of ladies from my area who are almost all very good, very fast runners.

On New Years Day I met a group of them for a run. We were supposed to run a 5K. My friend, who is just a little more advanced than me was supposed to come, but at the last minute couldn't. So that left me...and 3 very fast runners.

I told them to go ahead of me.  I was going to try to run the whole thing, but wasn't sure I'd be able to.  I had brought my iPod and would be very happy to just listen to it as I pushed myself along.  They ignored me and stopped when I stopped.  Which was very often.  It was a little lot mortifying.  But they were very generous and sweet and patient...except I know they were dying to run!

I thought it would be helpful to run with a group, to help distract my mind, but I found that it was very difficult to run with a bunch of people...distracting in a way I wasn't anticipating.  Running is such a mental thing for me.  When I run I have to focus on a benchmark, be it the next stop sign, bush, shadow, or whatever and talk myself into getting there and then I pick another and keep on going. But with the group around me I lost that focus, and also found myself trying to keep up with them.  Not out of pride or anything, I would just suddenly realize that I was going faster than I was used to and so I tired out faster.  It scared me in some ways, wondering if I can really get to the point they are and be able to sustain myself long enough to finish the relay. 

But everyone started at the beginning at some point, right?

I have a ways to go. 

But I am a runner, and I will persevere.


Saturday, January 01, 2011

Happy New Year!

I just spent the last hour reading some of my old posts.  And I must say there is some good stuff in there!  And I can't believe that I actually wrote some of it.  And I might even start writing on here again....but don't hold your breath!