in which we take a close look at 40s style light fixtures

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once you pull one fixture down, you have to pull them all down. #grease #80yearoldbugs

my crystal grape clusters

my crystal grape clusters #gottahaveone

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glorious honeycomb #dontmakethemliketheyusedto

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my bathroom hovercraft #lovethe40s #artdecoinfluence

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bowl of marbled waves #iknowyou’rejealous

things going on:

-visited 3 churches: toss between the village church and st. paul’s

-matt is gone today for orientation. first time we have been apart since after moving week.

-matt starts school wednesday–he finally got really excited once he got back onto campus.

-we have IMPACT training all this weekend: 18 hours. #stillsomuchtodo

-tutoring has been a bit slow. hoping it picks up when universities get started.

-matt has been on a cleaning frenzy every morning. #stepfordhusband??? #grateful #hilarious

-cut matt’s hair the other night with his old (but cool) clippers that his parents brought

-bought cali christmas tickets #adultresponsibilities

 

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last week: roca, nebraska

last week was my first time

without a job (since september).

practicing with my aperture, the f-thing, and my iso. ma gave me a camera lesson.

practicing with my aperture, the f-thing, and my iso. ma gave me a camera lesson.

matt had spring break

and we left for

our old home.

my expectations

of course

were

wambasted

(a word here that means: blown out of the water, as usual).

reaching up, up, up!

reaching up, up, up!

we were busier

than i had intended.

i have always struggled with

that problem

affiliating break with relaxation

nothing

being absolutely lazy.

just never happens.

(i need to start stifling that pipe dream).

mi abuela de amor

mi abuela de amor

anyhow.

the week was different

more meaningful

in ways

i could not have imagined.

God created space for me to see

the lovely women

replacing mis pequeñas hermanas lindas.

nights.

so late

the clock hands reaching upwards

ma falling asleep on the couch

tata in bed.

the living room so warm

bodies draped

in pleasant, tired heaps

emitting whispers

and loud laughs.

my mind just gaped

not acquainted with

these new forms:

of woman.

marvelous unexpected snow!

marvelous unexpected snow!

my spirit felt blessings

trickling in

to reservoirs tucked

away

unused.

but brimming now

with an air of wonder

at these lovely

creatures stirring

at the feet of womanhood.

lights shown from

their eyes

and music from their lips

that i drank

hungrily–

excited with

the prospects

of new friends

never leaving

the last blooms of the amaryllis

the last blooms of the amaryllis

 

 

 

gray.

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photo regards to m. novak. (on my canon looking out my window)

grayness.

outside every window.

placidity

embraced with silence.

i was called off work today

three more days of this

maid business left

forever.

my heart disbelieves

the goodness.

i cooked a lovely salmon linguini for tonight

need to start packing clothes for

nebraska.

no demand for anything else

cause my mama has

everything.

can’t wait to see the family.

matt’s heart is there too.

too many wonderful people

especially my parents.

photo regards to m. novak. (on my canon looking out my window)

photo regards to m. novak. (on my canon looking out my window)

we get to meet the new

redeemer pastor

this sunday.

i am anticipate our meeting:

an end to a long and challenging year

but now a candescent

beginning awaits.

erica our church plant pastor’s wife

is having surgery tomorrow.

a lumpectomy.

there is a long stretch of  road ahead for

their family

and our new little church.

where the end will lead

we can only pray

and hope.

photo regards to m. novak. (on my canon looking out my window)

photo regards to m. novak. (on my canon looking out my window)

but God is everywhere.

here.

with us.

his presence.

keeping us going.

running.

eager to see

and look forward to what will

come.

with new jobs,

i watch.

having knowledge

the lord provides

in due time.

this pause

might be a

place for more

than just me

foster kids

these verses today caught my eye (as is the sun shining right through my window right now) :

“For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us” -Romans 8:18

“And not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the first fruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies” -Romans 8:23

hopefully, this is encouraging to you as well. i feel the first verse really is going to help me to put my life in perspective when i am feeling down and just plain pitiful–which just never happens (looking downward and shuffling feet). also, i just love the use of the word adoption in the second verse. having been surrounded by families longing to adopt and seeing the need of homes for foster kids, i feel the word resonates with me. not only our we, as foster kids, awaiting adoption, but also God is restless and eager for our adoption. to me that is pretty awesome and beautiful.

matt "patiently" allowing me to take our photo. it was the only one he allowed me to take, before heading to the car.

matt “patiently” allowing me to take our photo. it was the only one he allowed me to take, before heading to the car.