The End of an Era.

This post is emotional for me because it deals with the loss of two things I hold very dear. I am being a bit overdramatic for sure, because the two afore mentioned things have not escaped me forever, but my relationship to them will never be the same as of this summer.

The first thing I am referring to, I imagine is going to seem pretty nerdy. It is in fact, the last Harry Potter movie. I know, I know. You are probably laughing at your computer screen right now, or trying to click out of this page out of an immediate loss of interest, but hear me out.

It’s not so much the movies that I care about or have a strong emotional tie to, but the stories that J. K. Rowling so magically (pun intended I suppose) weaved together. The movies are simply the visual representation of characters and scenes that I have been playing in my head since my sophomore year of high school.

I will NEVER forget the moment I opened Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone for the first time! I have that exact copy on my computer desk in front of me now, and it brings tears to my eyes. You have to understand where I was at that time in my life, in order to comprehend why this book and the subsequent stories that followed are so important to me.

My parents had gotten divorced my freshman year and my entire life was turned upside down. I went from an extremely strict Christian home, to a very lax home due to my mother always being at work in order to provide for my brother and me on her own.

Then, at some point during my sophomore year, I joined my brother and mother at a school book fair at Rolle Elementary School. I saw the book on one of the displays and the cover immediately caught my attention. I was a very lost and downright depressed child at that point with the total upheaval of my family life the year prior and after reading the jacket cover I simply had to escape with Harry to Hogwarts.

My mother consented to purchase the book for me even though I know she didn’t have extra money just laying (or lying? I can never remember.) around. We then left the book fair and went straight to her Post Office union meeting in the two story business building on 4^th Avenue across the street from the Good Will. On the top step of that building I opened the book and dove head first into Harry’s world.

No, the Harry Potter series didn’t somehow make my family problems go away, but it did give me a place to escape and an immense amount of joy. I loved how each book created a more and more complex history of every character and how I simply had to love Snape and root for him even when I wasn’t 100% sure he was a good guy.

Those epic seven novels will forever sit on my bookshelf and undoubtedly get read into ruin. Just because the end of the movie series is at hand does not mean that my connection with these characters will cease. But none the less, every time I see a preview of this last movie, I get all sentimental and remember how it all started for me.

The second thing I mentioned at the beginning of this blog is a much more concrete loss. I have lost the physical closeness of a friend.

Aindrea Muldoon will always be considered my friend, NO matter where she lives, but now she is not in the proximity to catch a movie with me, or go out to eat, or even walk around Hastings with, as silly as that might sound to anyone but the two of us.

If I have to lose her though, I have definitely lost her in the best way possible. She has run away with her love and moved to England.

I am an avid lover of Jane Austen and there is something so Austonian (I think I just made that up, or I spelled it wrong.) in their love. I am extremely happy for the two of them, and wish them all the glee in the world. But I am of course a little selfish, and am sad to have seen the end of our era of friendship in the same town.

As a memorial to our silliness over the years, I wanted to share a few of our favorite memories.

1.       Squishy noodles – Aindrea and I met in college. We were both taking NAU classes (a joke) to get our Bachelor’s in Education. We would get out of class close to 10pm and since I lived across the street from the college we would hit up my place for late night grub. One night we found some Italian Cheesy Shells Hamburger Helper. We heated up those seemingly dull left-overs and found ourselves lost in giggles when Aindrea discovered that they made the funniest squishing noise when you poked the noodles with your fork. I am in fact laughing now at how lost in raptures we were at that moment.

2.       Doodles in class – Aindrea and I were the worst students. I would have hated to have us in my class. We would place ourselves in the back of the class and draw stick figures, dinosaurs, wheelchairs, and other randomness and then giggle like little 12 year olds at what the other had drawn. It was quite ridiculous. In fact, at a couple points, when I felt pressure from the professor to at least act like I was paying attention, I would sit away from her and try to be a more model student. It never worked because then we would just text each other the entire time! (As an aside, I had honors all through college so our silliness never affected my education.)

3.       Harry Potter – As mentioned at the beginning of this very long blog, I love Harry Potter. So does my Aindrea, and we immediately began dissecting all things HP. We would have Harry Potter movie marathons after class got out in the evening and it NEVER failed that before the first movie was over, one of us or both would be passed out asleep. I cannot help but laugh right now at the insane amount of times we tried to go through all the movies. We never got through them though. We would decide mid way through one film that we just HAD to have Dairy Queen. Out the door we would go. If it wasn’t ice cream it was something else. We were living by the seat of our pants.

4.       Boys – We were both heartbroken at some point during our friendship and we spent many an evening trying to dissect why our significant others were not everything we thought they should be and more. Why did he say that? What made him act this way? You know how girls are… We could spend hours talking and crying over something. But in the end it has all worked out wonderfully in that respect. I couldn’t be happier at our love lives now!

Unfortunately though, life changes. We graduated from college and had to get full time teaching jobs. That leaves less time to sit around and do nothing, that is for sure. Then I got married. And then I had a baby. As life changed for each of us, we had less time for each other. I know on my end, that the feelings have not changed. Time just wasn’t as readily available. And I don’t for a second believe that her feelings changed either. Life just has a way of pulling you in a million directions and that makes relationships hard to maintain.

In the end, I regret losing a friend in proximity, but I delight in the fact that we can stay close though our society’s profusion of technology. Our relationship will change forever, but I am so extremely happy to see her go because it is due to a new amazing relationship that she is forging!

I love you Miss Muldoon! I won’t be able to call you that much longer so I need to wear it out now.  And I sadly miss you already!

Father's Day Tribute 2011

My daughter is lucky to have the best father possible! He is loving, kind, silly, protective, and always attentive. In honor of all that he does for her and for me, I wanted to show some of my favorite moments caught on camera from the last year. Enjoy…

Jacob was meant to be a father. He worked extremely hard before Alexia was born to make everything perfect for her.

Alexia was born before we had a chance to assemble her furniture, so after a long day at the NICU, even with no indication when she would get to come home, Jacob went to work in her room to get everything put together; one for her use when she got home, and two, to put my mind at rest.

I had to have a c-section, so Jacob had to don all this gear in order to be allowed in the room. I was laying in the hospital bed, mid contractions, and mid hysteria over what was to come and he made me smile. That's the true spirit of a good husband and father. I know he will do whatever is in his power to make Alexia smile during those rough times.



This is the first time Jacob held Alexia. At this moment, he didn't need anything else in the world. <3

Constantly being in the NICU is exhausting. Jacob made sure to keep up his energy though by taking short naps when they could be found.



Watching the monitors. Jacob was always on top of Alexia's stats. He knew before the nurses if there was going to be a problem!

Cuddling! From day one, Alexia has been completely relaxed around Jacob. They just 'chill' together.



This was the day she came home!! In fact, at the taking of this picture, we hadn't been home more than an hour. His face tells it all. It was a great thing to be out of the NICU, but terrifying to all of a sudden be given everything we wanted. What do we do now?

NAP! That's what we do now! I got out of the shower one day to find this cute little scene. Whenever I leave those two alone, I come back to find them napping. :)





One of Alexia's first doctor's visits. Jacob always makes sure he is off for such occasions. His schedule is so great!

One of the first times we visited Jacob at work. He missed her like crazy, and simply had to love on her! They make my heart melt.

Lexi's first trip to San Diego. I love how perfectly they fit together.





My little sleepy baby. There must be something about Jacob that makes her not able to keep her eyes open.

Being a father means no breaks. Not even for dinner.

So proud of Alexia and her first attempt at solid food.

He is the father of a princess after all...

He is always doting on Alexia. <3

A great father has to be silly as well.



And a great father has to give loads of piggy back rides. :)

I am so blessed to have such an amazing husband! I love you Jacob Zack and I cannot wait to have a bigger family with you, and watch you love on and change those future children's lives as well.

EXODUS

I LOVE EXODUS! Moses is by far my favorite character in the Bible, and I cannot read the exodus story enough times! The logistics of the exodus drive me wild with curiosity!

How did hundreds of thousands of people cross the desert the way they did for forty years?
What would that have looked like? Imagine yourself in a helicopter. That's around six times the population of Yuma. Wouldn't that be a sight to see!
How often were they moving and how often did they stop and set up camp?
And when they stopped, did they have tents filled with their possessions, like you see in movies? That seems like an insurmountable amount of work!

I get excited just thinking about all of those minute details!

Jacob and I started reading Exodus the other day, and it's been a great experience. We are bouncing ideas and questions off each other. It's led to some great discussions!

Let's start from the beginning....

Chapter 1: Israelites Oppressed

Chapter 1 simply introduces us to the situation. Seems like a perfectly fitting place to start right? ;) Joseph has long been dead, and so has the Pharaoh that owed any sort of favor to the Israelites (Jacob's descendant's). As such, the new king has decided that the Israelites are much too numerous and he needs to put them in check. They are put to work as slaves on his building projects and he orders all Israelite boys to be murdered at birth. The midwives of the time are God fearing though and do not kill the boys. The Israelites continue to multiply!

Chapter 2: Birth of Moses

Chapter 1 leads right into the birth of Moses, and his mother's desperate attempt to keep him alive. We all know how it goes down: basket, river, picked up by princess. By verse 11 though, forty years have passed away. Moses sees an Egyptian worker beating a Hebrew. Couple questions:

At this point does Moses know about his heritage?
If so, does he have contact with his biological family?

Anywho, Moses kills the Egyptian. When it gets back to Pharaoh what Moses has done, Moses has to run for his life. He runs right into Midian where he spends the next forty years. He gets married to the priest of Midian's daughter, and has a couple sons.

Chapter 3: Burning Bush and Chapter 4: Signs

Then there's the burning bush! And here is why I love Moses so much...

He has an audience with God. God has chosen him above any other to go to Egypt to set the Israelites free from Pharaoh's captivity. What is Moses' response? It's just about exactly what mine would be!

3:11 "But Moses said to God, "Who am I..."
3:13 "Moses said to God, "Suppose..."
4:  1 "Moses answered, "What if..."
4:13 "But Moses said, "O Lord, please send someone else to do it."

Moses is NOT AT ALL comfortable with this idea. Moses is not confident that God has chosen the correct person. Moses is looking for any excuse to get himself out of this situation. Has this ever been you? You hear God clearly calling you to do something and you are racking your brain for a 'get out of jail free' card?! I have SO been there!

Moses is not a good speaker. Moses is not confident in his ability to convince the Israelites he is there to help them. Moses doesn't know what to say. He just knows that he is the wrong man for the job.

God had a different opinion though. God knew that Moses wasn't 'ready' or 'capable' or 'eloquent' enough to do this task. And that is EXACTLY why God chose him. If Moses were up to the task then he wouldn't need to rely on God. If Moses was well spoken, and sure of himself, then how could God have worked miracles?

It's amazing how much I see myself in Moses. I'm always looking for excuses for what I know God is calling me to do. I always want to feel 'ready' or 'prepared' or 'well versed' before I feel I can move ahead. That is just silly! If I feel ready or confident then I am going to miss out on the power of relying and leaning on God!

That is some powerful stuff! Food for thought.

Chapter 4 ends in a weird way and I have a slew of questions regarding verses 24-26. Get out your Bible and let me know if you have any insight into the situation that occurs in those passages...

My questions relating to 4:24-26:

Is Moses circumcised?
Are the Midianites followers of God?
Why would God kill Moses or his son, depending on the version?
How does Zipporah know what God's going to do?
How does she know circumcision will save Moses or his son?

Foster Update

I have not been keeping up with my journey through my Bible reading. I am still reading each day, but things have been hectic. So instead of trying to catch up with where I am in my reading, I'd much rather write about what has been keeping my family so busy.... FOSTER care certification! :)

For those of you that do not know, Jacob and I decided earlier this year to become foster parents. A friend of ours is adopting and she shared her story with our small group. That opened up the topic for us, and another friend of ours had just begun the classes necessary for foster care certification. We very clearly felt that this was where the Lord was leading us. Nothing against adoption because that's our end goal, but we felt fostering would allow us to help more children.

I would love to be pregnant again. I LOVED the belly! BUT, anyone that knows us knows the problems we had with my first pregnancy. I clearly see that experience in the NICU with Alexia as a foundation for this decision to become foster parents. Why risk my health and the health of my unborn child when we can expand our family by the means of helping children that are already here, but are not getting their needs met?!

SO! This week we had our second home visit, turned in all of our paperwork, and the million copies of documents they need. I just scheduled, just as in this morning!, our home inspection from the state. They will be here a week from today to check out the house. Then we will have one more home visit from our case manager. After that it will just be a waiting game until our certification is approved and we can start accepting kids.

We are SUPER excited! We have heard all types of stories and know that this isn't going to be rainbows and ponies everyday. We will have very rough moments. I'm sure there are going to be children that come into our home that I'll want to keep forever, and letting them go back to homes we are not sure about is going to be hard. I'm also sure there will be children that come into our home that maybe won't be our favorite, but no matter what we want to keep our focus on the Lord.

Our reason for doing this always goes back to the scripture. I do want a bigger family, but I never want my desires to outweigh the call of Christ.

"Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world." -James 2:27 (NIV)

I LOVE this scripture! Not only does it call us to take care of those in need, but it reminds us to keep our heads up and always turn back to Christ and his promises. We need not be dragged down by the world and the negative situations we encounter. We can always fall back into the loving arms of Christ!

Prayers go out to my friends that are either adopting or fostering to adopt! Lara and John! Amy and Seth! Julia and Kent! Know that I always have your families in my prayers. This process is living out the words of Christ! How cool is that?!