The photos are all from today.
Sometimes I just feel like rambling.
So, sorry, in advance for the long ramble post.
But sometimes I just feel better writing it all out.
A good friend, who's hubby is still in residency, asked me this week how life "after" was. We are only 9 months out, so I don't think we are considered experts, but I did answer her, and I don't think my answer was exactly what she wanted to hear.
It's not all bubble gum and gum drops.
It's still life. Life is still hard. I remember last year when we were in the thick of job hunting and had had it "up to here" with residency, that a dear friend posted on her blog almost these exact words. I remember wanting to cry! No! We didn't just sacrifice 7 (plus undergraduate) years of our life for "it's still hard." But now I am giving the same answer.
(We had sunshine today and spent over an hour finally outside! Avery was happy. Lucy, not so much!)
And here's why. I think, the true answer comes in learning to be happy wherever you may be, whatever state in life, whatever comes your way. That is the hard answer, it's not always what you want to hear, but I think it is so true.
If you have known us long enough, you might remember we (okay, just Wade) applied to dental school. Twice. Friends, my husband is not a dentist. We (ok, maybe just me) at times just wanted to give up on this Dr. dream hoopla and find a job with the degrees we had, buy a little house and call it good. (I don't have much faith!) And after those three years of trying we did a lot of prayer and fasting about podiatry school the answer we received was this: either path would work out just fine. Wade was accepted to podiatry school and we made the choice. Off we wet for a seven year adventure.
And now? I wish I could say that life "after" is totally worth it. But it's still hard. We still struggle. And I have to have faith that all these years of sacrifice will be worth it. I have to have faith in that answer we received: "either path is just fine. Your family will be blessed and taken care of." I have to have faith.
(Eli reading books tonight)
I should not complain. We are blessed. And have plenty to be happy about. Are we in our dream home yet? Did Wade get to buy those 4 wheelers he's been pining over for ages? Do we not have a worry in the world? Ha! Nope. Not even close. But we have been able to face what we have been given this past year. We were blessed to find the perfect house to rent. We love our neighborhood. Wade sits with us at church every week and eats dinner with us every night. He puts the kids to bed. He even comes home to eat lunch! A year ago, we didn't have those things. We are slowly, but surely, making progress.
The past couple weeks have been particularly hard. I haven't posted much about it, but Wade's mom has been very sick and been in ICU for the past 3 weeks. She was also there over Christmas. We aren't oblivious to the fact that we are the youngest in our families and something could happen to our parents.
We've been driving over an hour one way to visit her in Provo as much as we can. Sometimes 3 times a week. When we are tired and the kids don't want to be in the car. The older three kids went one time to visit her, and yesterday we all were able to go in. She was on good spirits and it was nice to see her. But even so, the team of doctors still aren't sure what exactly is going on. So we'll keep calling every day, and driving to visit her. We are extremely happy we are here and able to see her.
(Wade reading Fable Haven to the boys. They are almost done with the 3rd book)
Yesterday, before we drove to Provo, I had a Relief Society activity. (This is the women's organization of my church if you do not know). I wasn't in charge, but I am in the presidency and felt I needed to be there. I have to be honest. I did not want to go. After months and months of trying to be the positive one with our "after residency not quite dream life" I was starting to wear thin. Then Wade's mom's illness. And so many other things not worth mentioning...I was just not feeling it. I just did not feel like going and serving.
Which, of course, means that is exactly where I needed to be, right?
So I went. And pretty soon sister and sister filed into the room. And you should have seen them work! I wanted to cry. In under an hour we assembled 24 freezer meals for those sisters in need in our ward. (We currently have 21 babies due!). In the past I've put together an activity like this in Washington, and we've assembled 10 meals in an hour, but we did more than double that!
(Wade made us sour dough bread today. Recipe (excluding the onions) found here)
I assembled a simple meal and labeled it. And just stood there watching these amazing sisters gab and talk and give a few minutes of their time Saturday morning. (Some girls sent items too, even though they couldn't make it to the activity)
And watching them.
Being in that room full of love and service.
It filled my bucket.
Yeah. Life after is not everything we dreamed. At least right now. And we still have challenges. We don't know what is in store for Wade's mom. But she is here now. Life doesn't get any easier. I am positive it never will. But it's what you make of it. How you look at it.
Perspective.
And I leaned yesterday, while assembling freezer meals, that this saying really is true.
We don't need any of those meals. But there will be families that do. I didn't go there looking for answers, but I found them. My bucket was full. My heart is full and I came come home happy and ready to face the next day, the next challenge.
and isn't that amazing?