Monday, September 29, 2014

Wrapping up a few loose ends

As we ended our time in Trophy Club, we found how hard it was going to be.  We had wonderful coaches.  Hagen and Mason had the same soccer coach from the age of 3.  He was a wonderful coach and taught the boys amazing soccer strategies.  He is probably the single reason why Hagen likes soccer so much.  (I couldn’t find a recent picture of just the boys with Coach Randy.

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We also have an amazing baseball coach, Coach Shane, again the same coach since the boys started playing baseball.  He was so patient and helped the boys with their batting. 

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The boys also had their best friends from kindergarten.  Hagen made fast friends with Henri when he broke his glasses the first week of kindergarten!  EEK!  But, this must have been a bonding experience, because as it turned out, Hagen and Henri became very good friends. 

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Mason and Nate became very good friends in Kindergarten.  They continued being great friends even though in 1st and 2nd grade they were not in class again. 

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They even had their first sleep overs with these guys.  Such good friends.  Would the boys ever find friends like the ones they already had?

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Then we had to think about all our wonderful friends we have made.  I don’t have pictures of them all, but I know some of the girls have helped me.  I can’t think of the number of times I called Kelly asking what Henri had in his folder for his homework.  Or the times I called Angie asking if she understood was Nate’s homework was…

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But here we were, selling the fort.  Packing up our life in boxes.

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Sunday, September 7, 2014

Our new adventure

It all started with soccer.  I am writing it here, on the blog, so that day when the boys ask – why did we move again?  I can have it on record. 

We were at a soccer game watching the boys play soccer.  We have a parent on our team that thinks her son has a golden foot… anyway, I just started thinking about the boys and sports.  I know they aren’t always the best in the sports they play, but I thought about them in high school and how many kids would try out for the various teams they might be interested in.   Please understand, this was not the sole reason for a move.  This was the reason for my thought process to even start thinking about our life beyond Trophy Club. 

This led me to think about how big their high school is and I remember being in a huge high school.  I remember how you can just get lost in the crowd.  Jeremy, on the other hand, went to a super small high school.  We talked about the advantages of a small vs. big high school.  It just got the ball rolling…. which led me to get on realtor.com just to see what was out there. 

We found this:

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This is the actual picture I took the day we went to look at it….. we discussed this on a Saturday night, looked at it that Sunday.  Talked to our realtor on Sunday, and had our house on the market by Friday.  CrAzY! 

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Our house in Trophy Club went on the market on a Friday at 1:00 PM.  I was in a meeting.  My phone went crazy.  I am not exaggerating.  I had to turn it OFF because even the constant vibrating was disruptive.  (Requests for showings.)  So by Saturday evening, we had 17 showings and 4 offers on the table.  Wow!  We didn’t even have time to breathe.

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We accepted an offer and were set  to move at the end of October.  I worried about the boys, I worried if our decision was smart, I worried if we would regret our decision.  Jeremy helped me see it is like a Band-Aid.  Rip it off and it will hurt, but it will heal.

We made a few quick decisions in September.  We prayed about our decision and things were falling into place.  We had to trust that we were not meant to continue at Beck Elementary.  Our time in Trophy Club was ending and we were excited but very nervous.

"How Preemie Moms Are Chosen" by Erma Bombeck

Did you ever wonder how the mothers of premature babies are chosen?
Somehow, I visualize God hovering Earth, selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to take notes in a giant ledger. "Armstrong, Beth, son. Patron Saint...give her Gerard. He's used to profanity." Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles.
"Give her a preemie."
The angel is curious. "Why this one God? She's so happy."
"Exactly," smiles God. "Could I give a premature baby a mother who knows no laughter? That would be cruel."
"But does she have the patience?" asks the angel.
"I don't want her to have too much patience, or she'll drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that sense of self and independence so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I am going to give her has a world of it's own. She has to make it live in her world, and that's not going to be easy."
God smiles. "This one is perfect. She has just the right amount of selfishness. "
The angel gasps, "Selfishness! Is that a virtue?"
God nods. "If she can't separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesn't know it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a spoken word. She will never consider a step ordinary. When her child says momma for the first time, she will be witness to a miracle and know it. I will permit her to see cleary the things that I see - ignorance, cruelty, prejudice - and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side."
"But what about her Patron Saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in the air.
God smiles.
"A mirror will suffice."

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