Wednesday, August 5, 2015

HOME

"Hold on to me as we go,
As we roll down this unfamiliar road.
And although this wave is stringing us along,
Just know you're not alone,
'Cause I'm gonna make this place your home"

I've been on a Phillip Phillips kick lately and I'm in love with his song, "Home." 

I grew up in the tiny, beautiful, swampy town of Dunnellon, and when I think of home, I think of the big brick and wood house my dad built for us there at the end of a street, back in the woods. I think of the yard we turned into a small baseball diamond, and the cat we named Frisky. A cat that once fought a fox that lived under our front deck, AND WON. I think of my dad's cheesy magic tricks at my birthday parties, and my mom's homemade birthday cakes that she now makes for each of my brother's six kids every year. I think about tree climbing in my backyard, and swimming in the nearby pond. I think about my childhood best friend, Sydney and all the hours we spent marrying off Barbie to Ken, and memorizing the final dance scene from Dirty Dancing. I think about how safe and happy I always felt. How I always had so much space to dream and courage to chase those dreams. 




Now, home means something different. Now I have security on a new level. The security of a good, Godly man. The security of a marriage built on faith and shared dreams for the future. Home for me now is one word: Jeremy. 

From the moment I met Jeremy, I day dreamed about what our kids would look like. Would they have his gorgeous blue eyes? Would they get his beautiful skin and adorable dimples? Those things are fun to day dream about, yes, BUT what I now hope against hope is that our children get his heart. I pray they inherit his kindness and his sense of adventure. I really pray they develop his BIG LOVE for our God. In that moment I cried thinking oh my goodness my husband is going to give me the most beautiful human beings. 



I asked my FaceBook friends yesterday what they considered home to be. Here are some of their answers:

Jennifer Miles Security. Comfort. Love. Consistency.

Sherri Donaldson Peters Unconditional love

Jennifer Speck Safe. Sanctuary. Love. Blessing.

Breanne Claus Wood My first thought is heaven! That is the home I am longing for. As for my earthly home... It's all those small tastes of heaven such as family, love, safety, and comfort.

Linda Rhea Moore Love, peace, warmth, rest, happiness!

Mary Kathy Rhea Douglas peace, love, empathy, caring, safety

We cannot wait to give you a home, Baby Q. We cannot wait for you to feel safe, comfortable, warm, secure, and LOVED. I know there will be days where you have hard questions. I know there will come a time where you feel abandoned in a way I will never really understand. I know there will come a time when you look at me and wonder what your birth mother looks like, and I will not be able to answer that question. I know. Sometimes it won't be easy, but I promise you it will always be worth it. I promise. I'm ready.

 "Hold on to me as we go,
As we roll down this unfamiliar road.
And although this wave is stringing us along,
Just know you're not alone,
'Cause I'm gonna make this place your home"


Proverbs 24: 3-4

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