day 4: sometimes love looks like knee surgery

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Our college girl tore her ACL and her meniscus while on a spring break ski trip.  She gets to wait until the end of the semester, but four days after she’s done, she’s going in for surgery.  She’s one tough kid, and she’s handling this trial remarkably well.   But, there have been moments when we’re talking on the phone and I hear her voice get a little trembly.

It’s all I can do to maintain some semblance of composure.

It’s funny how when my girls are hurting, my heart responds as if they were little children again.   Pain can leave us exposed–make us vulnerable.  The Mama Bear in me wants to protect her with all my might.   I would like to camp outside of her dormitory and follow her wherever she goes for the next month, but something tells me Jenna might dislike that idea.

So, instead of loading up my sleeping bag, I will load up on prayers. She belongs to the Father of mercies and the God of all comfort.  He promises that when she is weak, He is strong.  And He promises that all things work together for good of those who love Him and are called according to His purposes.

And, He promises to always make good on His promises.

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day 3: love looks like cousins

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There has been a month between days on the GD&C blog, because that has sort of been my life lately.

This “love looks like” photo was shot today.   Mr. Graydays’ family lives over 2 hours away, and so we don’t see them as often as we would like to, or as often as we should.  However, the long time lapses don’t seem to strain the affection shared  between these cousins.

My heart feels a little more full and at peace tonight.  I’m thankful for family and for laughter.   I’m thankful for how much my husband lights up around his parents and sister and her family.  I’m thankful for my 80’s playlist we blasted while on the car ride home, for the way Bart and I grossed out our kids singing “She Blinded Me With Science,” and for photography.

Last fall, when I started taking more pics on purpose, one of my goals was to take photos that move me emotionally the way so many other people’s  photos do.  I’m pretty(extremely) hard on myself, and after uploading photos, ninety(nine) percent of the time I end up ticked off at the obvious, stupid, rookie mistakes I seem to constantly make.  But tonight, when this photo appeared on my screen…

I just smiled.

(then I cursed myself for not having a higher numbered iso and aperture so that more of the photo was in focus)

But, it was a lovely 5 minutes anyway. 🙂