Monday, June 21, 2010

Heather's Psalm 23

Heather's Psalm 23

The Lord is my Filler, I shall not be empty.
He maketh me to lie down for bed early.
He leadeth me to write and pray and read and to take shelter in the arms of my husband.
He restores my soul and helps me to find a calm place inside, even when chaos surrounds.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of little boys with bad attitudes and loud voices,
Thou preparest hope in what will come tomorrow and peace with what is here today.
In the presence of my enemies, You do the forgiving for me.
Surely Diet Coke, chocolate-peanutbutter Dove bars and good books shall follow me all the days of my life.


Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Currently Summer 2010

Current Books: I am finally reading Lord of the Rings.  I am on book one.  My dad could not be more proud if I had just published my own novel. You think I am exaggerating? I'm not. I am also listening to Traveling with Pomegranates by Sue Monk Kidd and her daughter, Ann Kidd Taylor.  I now want to go to Greece.

Current Playlist:  I have been listing to Jennifer Knapp's new release a lot.  Also, I discovered Dawn Landes on an episode of United States of Tara and love her so far.

Current Shame-Inducing Guilty Pleasure:  Going to bed before 9 PM.  Heck, some nights I am asleep by 8.  But, I wake up by 6. This is a guilty pleasure, because Corey wishes I would stay awake later.

Current Colors:  I was painting with some friends today and loved a dark green and garnet/purple combo.

Current Fetish: Painting things.

Current Food: These peanut butter Dove chocolates I got on sale at CVS.  YUM!

Current Drink: Diet Mt Dew

Current Favorite Favorite: I have these shoes, from Target.  I practically wear them everyday. I love them so much, I'd like to get them in other patterns/colors.

Current Wishlist:  Some capri-length jeans for summer.

Current Needs: Just God to keep hanging onto me.

Current Triumph: I filled the last page of a journal today.  Always feels like such an accomplishment.

Current Bane-of-my-Existence: Knowing someone has been told untruths and believes them.

Current Celebrity Crush: Watched Sandra Bullock accept an award tonight and she made me grin.

Current Indulgence: I took a nap today.  T'was lovely.

Current Mood: Calm.  Ready for a blessing to fall from Heaven.  Wishing for pilgrimage.

Current #1 Blessing: Corey's parents.  They invited the boys to stay a week with them. This means Corey and I have more than a night alone together for the first time since Haydn's birth.

Current Slang or Saying: Dunno.  Can't think of anything.

Current Outfit: Black tank. My Tommy jeans with the cool pockets. Bare feet.

Current Link: The Owl Pages.  I have been researching their symbolism.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Three Years: Natalie Rose

"Hope.... sometimes it is blinding like the spring sunshine. Sometimes it is a gentle warmth that comes with kind words. Sometimes it washes over you like waves in the ocean and sometimes it just envelopes you slowly. Sometimes it is like water in a dry land, but it is there if you look for it." --Nattie Rose York
December 15, 1973 - June 7, 2007

Three years.  How is that even possible?

I am reading Lord of the Rings and thinking of her Hobbit House.

I somehow survived Haydn starting kindergarten the year after Natalie passed.  I had so counted on her helping me through that year.  We have similar oldest children. Every single time I sat, crying, trying to figure out how to make it work, that year, I thought of Natalie.  

My toes are sparkly purple.  I mixed my three favorite shades from the cabinet to make one pretty glittery color in her honor.  My tiara will come out of storage in the morning.  I will enjoy my Diet Coke, on the road to Alabama.  Funny, I always hated Diet Coke.  Sometime after Nat died, however, it became my drink of choice.  Now, I seldom go a day without it.  

Last year's post was better. You can read it here: Dear Natalie.

Nat died on Cheri's birthday.  But, ya know what, m'dear?  I would trade you.  I would give just about anything to share a day with Natalie.  Any day.  Perhaps, for your birthday, you get her back.  Every year, she is with you.

Life is different since losing her.  Or, perhaps, I am different and life has not changed at all.  I let go of a lot in the two years following her death.  The first year was awful.  Corey was ready to force me into therapy.  But, the second year brought a lot of healing.  I have learned to think of what is important by looking at it in light of my eventual departure.  Will it matter, when I am dead, that I have not yet finished college?  That the majority of my publication credits are small journals and not the New Yorker? Or, is it more important that I am a student of life.  I learn.  I love to learn.  And I teach whenever I can.  I like to share the things I have a passion for.  I write.  I write everyday.  And I share what I write, one way or another.  

Natalie taught me to let go.

Thanks babe.


Friday, June 4, 2010

Friday Felicities - 6/4/10

Mandy being here
Haydn hugged me twice this week
Haydn reading aloud from his weather book
Reading to the boys
David in his tee ball uniform
My furry doggy
Selling old books on
Memphis with friends from church
Sitting by Melissa's pool while the boys swim
Printable coupons
My fabulous Realtor climbing through a window


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