I am blessed - Truly, Madly, Deeply blessed

I don't understand the new blogger set up.  Now, when I sign in, I get this page to write something.  Maybe I'm not ready to write.  Maybe I just want to sit here with my coffee at 6:03 in the AM and think about stuff:

Stuff - like how cool my kids are turning out to be.  They are growing up and in their thirties and twenties now. Young adults in society.  They vote.  They pay taxes.  They are in relationships.  I am a grandmother!

Gosh, you start out by finding out you are going to Have A Baby and the mind just freaks with all kinds of possibilities.  So many things to write about that one thought, but one thing I am glad of is that --I did  homeschooling with them.

Why? Because homeschooling is the end/all/of/the/be/all or whatever?  No.  Because these were unique and individual gifts given to me and I just really didn't want to let someone else have them for that many hours a day.  I thought they were just so precious, so cool, so just beyond any idea I had of what was the best thing in the world, oh so lovely and wonderful - I wanted them around.  I wanted to experience them!~ Amazing!!  They are so Amazing!!

Yes, their Amazing-ness has manifested into something that is tangible and real at the same time.  I am so fortunate to have lived in a time when I could have decided to homeschool my children.  And there were all kinds of comments voiced about this choice at the time (from my family and society). All I can say is, I am so happy that I had either the naivete or the guts or the God-given interior strength  to withstand all those things and to follow my heart.  Because I really wanted to be around these children of mine.  I thank the God I know in Heaven, the creator of the Universe, for that opportunity.

I love my kids.  My children.  My two sons and my one daughter - unique in every way.  Kind and wonderful.  I love them --- Truly, Madly, Deeply....and beyond..

Albert Nobbs

An interesting story about a life being lost at what looked like the point of the most upward swing.  But the sadness is gone in the realization that another innocent life has been saved in a most unconventional way.  Brings tears to your eyes at the possibility of hope.