Miss14 graduated Middle School last week. Her Graduation Dinner was a truly enjoyable occasion, honouring the efforts and achievements of the young men and women who had made this milestone in their journeys.
She wore her first ‘formal dress’ with high heels, and was wearing jewellery and perfume.
It was a beautiful evening! I laughed, I choked up, but mostly I was proud of the young lady God had given to Hubby and me to raise.
What a memorable event. I trust your own week is just as memorable, dear Reader 🙂
I’d been saddened over the last couple of years at noticing human encroachment (ie litter and worse) at my favourite writing spot. I’d even given up going there… for months.
Imagine my surprise when this greeted me the other day:
Evidence of humanity’s more disgusting habits: gone!
I like it when things go well.
Have a beautiful week yourself, dear Reader!
A new semester starts today.
For 4 out of the 5 in my household, today marks the start at a new school too.
(Feel free to guess the kidlets’ schools from their uniforms…) And have a ‘new’ week yourself, dear Reader!
I wrote last week about my operation… well, kinda.
So I had surgery on the Tuesday, and had Wednesday and Thursday off work, and returned Friday – which also happened to be my birthday.
One of my incredibly wonderful colleagues decided she’d make me a cheesecake – both to cheer my up after the operation and for my birthday.
Using Oreos – SOOOOO scrumptious!!!
And all for me 😀
Wasn’t it pretty? And it tasted even better than it looked! I am so lucky!
Here’s wishing you a blessed week too, dear Reader!
Hubby and I were given two of these ‘Burlingbrown’ water bottles last year. I promptly fell in love, and to mark it always and forever as MINE and not his (or anyone else’s!) I taped purple stars around the outside, above the logo.
Then took it to work and promptly lost it.
A fortnight passed. Lucky Hubby didn’t mind too much when I appropriated his for my use…
Months passed. Still no water bottle with the pretty purple stars. Double sigh. I had abandoned hope.
Then just the other week: cue elation! I found where I’d left it: on a co-worker’s never-used desk!
And that’s my story for the week. Here’s wishing you a ‘found it again’-ful week yourself, dear Reader 🙂
I know, this year I decided to challenge myself on the blog by taking photos and posting them here – in an effort to shame myself into taking better photos. So this post is a bit of a cheat – the photo was taken by a colleague of mine.
It’s my son. 9 years old, on school camp where he was away (by almost 200 kilometres!) from home, for a whole school week.
He has autism, if you have been reading this blog for a while.
So this was hard for me.
His first ever more-than-one-night sleepover away from me.
And here he is, on a giant swing, and having the time of his life!
I’m so incredibly proud of him.
And also teary. It’s a bittersweet thing.
How about you, dear Reader? What made you emotional this week?
It’s been four years in the making. But the Repressed Races series has come to…
And now: to edit. Sigh.
Have a week full of closure yourself, dear Reader!
So I’m pretty impressed with myself:
I’ve managed to keep this happening since mid-January! According to the 21-day rule, that’s a new habit now, amiright?
It sure feels like a good habit to have 🙂
Have a fantastic week yourself, dear Reader!
My middle child graduates from Primary School in a few weeks. I’m not ready for this to happen.
She’s ten. Young for her grade; she was bright enough to be accelerated a couple of years ago, and she’s been blossoming ever since. And I’m immensely proud of her for that.
But I’m also aware of the potential problems. She’s small (and cute! Mummy bias here) and possibly more naive than her peers. And yet, mature, for all that. She continually surprises me, with her reactions to events and the considered approach she takes to life. She’s an amazing kid.
And she’s graduating Primary School. Entering the big bad world of High School. Although not really. She’s entering the Middle School which I’m Head of, so it’s not too bad. And it never will be, as long as I have something to do with it! I’m looking forward to having her in my school, even though it means I personally will have more offspring in secondary than I’ll have in primary school, and I’m not particularly comfortable with what that says about my age! But I’ll need to suck it up, I guess. Cos I can’t stop it, no matter what I do.
Sigh. Carry on, one day at a time. Realise that there’s a milestone here to be celebrated… one that’ll never happen again.
Enjoy, and remember. Be like Mary, the mother of Jesus, who “treasured these things in her heart”.
And have a memorable week yourself, dear Reader!
Friday night. The not-too-distant past. Sons of Korah, Australian Christian band, playing at Lifepointe Baptist church at Buderim.
SOOOOO worth the almost-20-year (yeh, you read that correctly) wait to see them live.
They were BRILLIANT! Their technical expertise was beyond compare. Such timing, such accuracy – they were so ‘tight’, it was – truly – incredible. As in, the “real” meaning of that word. Beyond belief.
It’s been years since I’ve been so ‘swept up’ in the moment. But that concert did it for me. I was alive 🙂
[I wonder if that’s how God feels, looking down on us with such delight?! A beautiful thought!]
Anyway, I just wanted to share this memory with you today. And if you’re interested in their music, try here. I’d recommend their initial album, ‘Light of Life’ as a great starting point!
And here’s praying that you have a inspired week, dear Reader 🙂