I'm not sure what this year will hold. That's an interesting thought for me. Although it should have dawned on me long ago, since in this Army life (or really any life?) we never know what is in store for us.
I have always been so consumed with trying to get things to turn out exactly how I want them, exactly right. Lately I have been trying to focus more on LETTING the right things happen, and making myself have the right attitude about it. Basically, my frequent prayer is "Please give me insight to know Your plan for us, and please give me peace in my heart to accept it."
So many times the parts of life that I have railed against have turned out to be fantastic. Of course, some have turned out to be just as horrible as I expected...but I'm trying not to focus on those!
I have a lot of questions about this upcoming year. There are decisions and plans to be made. The children are in stages that bring new challenges for them as people and me as their parent. I'm not sure I'm happy about all of it. But, I also don't KNOW that I won't be happy.
Not very sensible, this post. And yet, its the best I can do to explain my thoughts about 2010. I have no resolutions. For someone who has always been into long term planning, setting goals, and working TOWARD something...at this point--I just want to hang on and see.
It's Who We Are
- The Monkey House
- There are 5 of us--I frequently use the terms zoo and locker room in place of Monkey House. All are completely accurate. I am the only girl--and the feeling of being outnumbered increases as the little monkies get older! All in all, a pretty great (although chaotic) place to be!
Mommy of the Monkies
I don't really know what to say about myself here, but felt obligated to have a caption since I have one for all the boys!
Soldier Boy
Before there was a "Soldja Boy" there were the Sherelles...they sang a song called "Soldier Boy" and I have called him that since we met. He is my friend and my strength. I love him with everything in me.
Monkey #1
He's kind and smart; athletic and sensitive; trying to figure out the difference between being a little boy and a young man. A rocky road--especially without the road map of an older sibling to follow. He blazes a great trail, though, and his little brothers are all the more lucky because of it!
Monkey #2
He is a genius...an absentminded one, but genius nonetheless. Everyone who meets him describes him as an "old soul." It is in his eyes and in his conversation--especially in his questions. At 2 1/2, he told me, "I'm not big like N. I'm not little like J. I'm just like me." What we all hope to instill in our middle children, he knew on his own before his 3rd birthday! He loves everyone.
Monkey #3
4 hours after his birth I told him, "You are the third of three boys. You have to be BIG or FAST." He is both. Surefooted and coordinated, fearless and frightening. He has no concept that he is younger or smaller than his brothers and is quite sure he can do anything they can. He is the comic relief of the family, without even meaning to be. He reveres his brothers--even as he tortures them.
Me as a cartoon!
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