It’s Yellow Ball Monday, and mamamilk has the ball.
January 29, 1995
I was flying along between Milwaukee and Chicago, with ABBA blaring while I belted out the lyrics, thinking life couldn’t get any better than this. The day before had been my first date with “the one”. We had been courting long distance for several weeks, and finally had been able to meet at a basketball tournament. Now, speeding back to Chicago, I was going to meet my new boyfriend’s parents. Life was full of possibilities – everything was ahead of me.
January 29, 2012
A crash at 3:35 a.m. jolted me awake. I leaped out of bed and methodically checked the children’s rooms. The three boys slept soundly in their room, and my 2 1/2 year old was sprawled on her bed. Since my almost 12 year old was half awake in her loft, I determined the crash must have come from her room.
Back in bed, though I was exhausted, I couldn’t sleep. My mind wandering, I realized it was January 29th. I certainly don’t remember the anniversary of our first date every year, but for some reason it clicked. My mind replayed the anticipation of that day 17 years ago.
Though the thought of marriage and children had certainly crossed my mind, could I ever have imagined five children and a husband whom I love more with each passing year? I don’t think, at 22 years old, my imagination was fully up to the job of knowing what joys were to come.
There have been many moments over the last seventeen years when I have not felt thankful. Or I have been too tired or frustrated to realize my life is full of blessings. But this morning, as I took inventory of the past 17 years, I thanked God for all He has given me.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him all creatures here below;
Praise Him above ye heavenly hosts;
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
Mamamilk is a stay-at-home mom, former teacher, pastor’s wife, and child of God who tries to keep her head above water amidst the laundry and Legos which accompany five children! Read more from her here.
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