We worked really hard on our letters to Santa this morning!
The harsh truth revealed itself this week.
It is the beginning of the end. We must all deal. We must all face it. We must all have Faith.
Pappa's time is nearing. The awful disease that racks his body has taken control, once and for all. It robs him of his dignity. It robs him of control. It robs him of moments, breathes, smiles.
It robs us all.
For Big Boy, it has taken the lessons he was to learn. He started many lessons only to have them cut short. Many truths about the pride, the role, the job he has inherited as the first grandson. He will not be learning those lessons from his Appachan. He will have to search uncles and Daddy for those. He will most certainly lose out on something in the gap. He will have a few memories, vague, distant and foggy. Maybe some that have clarity, though likely those will be the funeral, the emotion, watching the pain his family has to endure. It etches into your mind. I have those memories from his age and sadly, fewer before it.
For Little Man, he may not remember at all. He may have few memories of the smile, the laughter, the pride and love. For Little Man, there is just not enough time.
For my precious husband, it is the stark pain on his face that is so very hard to bear. It is the recognition that the time is nearing. That he will soon become a son without a father here on Earth. It is so hard to watch. Because words cannot comfort. Touch does not connect. It is a reality we must all endure and he is the first of us.
I want to wrap them all in my arms, to ease the pain and wipe away the tears. I pray that God, and it is always God, that lends his strength to us all. That He comforts Pappa in his time here and shortens the time of suffering. That He leads us through this process. He opens His Doors.
We are confident where Pappa will be. His Faith is strong. He has the Knowledge. He knows. The sadness we endure is only momentarily, before we remember the glory in knowing where he is. God will be there to meet him. God will take him home. Too soon.
But he will be Home.
I promised and yes, I eventually deliver!!
I told you all about a little paintin' party fixin'-up Super Hubs & I took on, right? Well..... HERE IT IS!!
I'll admit that most everyone is a better decorator than I. But sometimes, just a few times, I really get it right. And this time, I got it right.
A quick before:
Oh my bloggy friends....
I NEED you!
I need help with my new work routine. My new life routine. My new life.
ACK!
So we've been at this for about 3 weeks now. Boys are doing really well in school. Of course, Big Boy is the overchiever that he is. Straight Gold Stars. Nothing else is acceptable. In fact, yesterday he had continuous meltdowns because he wasn't allowed to be the leader. You know. Because he is...The Leader. (his words...not mine!). So it is even more apparent that our little A-type personality continues to develop. Our parenting challenge continues to be teaching him to let go and just be. It is a challenge. He doesn't let go easily.
Little Man on the other hand....umm....not so much into pleasing others, let's just say. Not straight Gold Stars. I'm not saying that's bad....just waaayyy different than Big Boy. He doesn't mind doing things his own way and certainly, if that doesn't fit what the teacher wants that day, well then.....so be it! So we're trying to figure out how to keep him motivated in a much different way.
No matter, they are both doing great in such very different ways. I really thought it would be this way.
Me on the other hand? Not as great! I caught a lousy cold this week and have been ExHauSTeD! It's been awful. The new job is great though. Huge. Enormous. A LOT different than life one month ago! But a good different.
I sat down at the computer this morning though to catch up and do a little research. My bloggy friends, y'all ROCK when it comes to organizing and getting the proverbial shiiiitte together! And I need your advisement!! So I'm searching for ways to organize this house and home for two full-time working parents. What works. How to get ourselves prepped for the week, and how to keep it going all week long. Five days is a millenia sometimes, ya know?!
I'm starting with meal plans. Gotta get that going. Otherwise, KFC stock will increase dramatically, thank you. And how to get these clothing issues sorted through. Boys have uniforms. I have a uniform. Super Hubs has a uniform. So how do we have 7 loads of laundry to do? UGH!!
Any ideas my friends? Can you help me out??
