chronicles of a non-desperate housewife: December 2009

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Failure to process (life grade unknown)

One week back in the U.S. This evening, from the backseat of our borrowed car, Jude overheard our hushed conversation of insecurity concerning our future. Helpful as always, he informed us that, "Papa could look for a job managing houses again, and if there aren't any he could take care of a hotel, or be a carpenter. The only job he can't do is sell electronics because he would want to keep them all. Mama could sell electronics because she would want to get rid of them - or she could weld."

So that's it folks. Maybe I'll be a welder. Sounds as likely as anything today. Our hearts are grieving while rejoicing. Lucy and Jarod are dealing with stomach issues, Jude and I have a cold - it is freezing here - and the warm welcome of our friends and family make it all ok. Well - maybe almost all ok. We heard today that David and Olga had their baby girl. And I cried. I scrolled over my blog - reminiscing in hopes of successful debriefing. And it failed.

I am at a profound loss of words. We are ok. We are grateful. We are living in a grace that we sense deeper each day.
This year was beautiful. Difficult, confusing, and beautiful. I thank the Lord it only happened one day at a time... and I have a feeling I should be grateful that next year is just as unknown as well. But don't be surprised if I take up welding.

Thank you for reading - thank you for caring -

But we do have fast internet... just uploaded these photos from our last week in Honduras.

We had a self appointed "adios" committee at 7 a.m. the morning we left.