Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Everyday is a Mile.

I feel so beat down today!  Totally tired and easily irritated.  I tried to diagnose myself, probably not the best idea I know.  Thoughts came to me....  maybe I'm getting sick, maybe I need more water, maybe I need to read my Bible, maybe it's PMS.... on and on it went.  So I drank water, I sat and read my Bible for a bit but I still felt down.

My afternoon started out hard with 5 kids at my house.  Judah came to play which was easy but then a neighbor boy came over too and the mixture of kids just wasn't going well.  I ended up (nicely) sending the neighbor boy home.  I felt bad about it since I know his home life is not good.  He enjoys coming to our home and I try to welcome him with kind words.  So that afternoon mishap with sending him home kinda kicked off my "beat down" feeling.  Sometimes you just feel like your feet are dragging!

So what do I do when I can't shake the YUCK?!?  I run!
Running clears my head and it got me praying.  Not every mile I run is beautiful and easy.  Neither is each day I live.  Sometimes I have days I want to stay in my jammies and not see anyone.  God reminded me that life is a long distance race.  Some days (aka miles) will be a piece of cake and some days you will have to fight to keep your head above water.  I remember when I ran my first half marathon seeing a woman limping along about 3 miles from the finish.  She looked like she was in pain and miserable.  She carried on though.

After my run today and being reminded my life is a daily race I felt much better.
My finish line is Heaven's gates.  I get to live another day tomorrow, God willing and I get to work at it get it right, live right, set a good example for my kids, be a good wife and love those around me like God would love them.
Everyday is mile.  I intend for the next mile to be better than today's.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Goodbye Gerald

6/6/12  is the date that our neighbor Gerald passed away at the too young age of 69.
It's been about 1 week now and I've had a lot of thoughts going through my mind.  His passing has had impact on me and the kids and we miss him.

We didn't see Gerald everyday but we knew that we would see him again at some point and that kept us glancing up toward his home while we were outside playing.  He rode a little scooter chair and often while we were outside we'd hear the wheels of his scooter on the rocks..... Gerald was coming.  We'd always say "Hi, how are you?"  or he'd ask us the same question.  Always with an "I'm doing good" answer.
He liked to talk to the boys and Emmi was warming up to him.  About 3 weeks ago he saved the day by getting a Frisbee off our roof with one quick swipe of the rake.  The boys jumped and cheered "Gerald did it!"  He was happy to save the day.  If he rode by on his scooter and the kids noticed from inside they'd bang on the window and yell loudly "Hi Gerald!"  He'd always wave.

Always..... that is what is hard when a neighbor passes away.  The ALWAYS part, it's suddenly not always, now it is never again.  That didn't register in my thinking, you know, how that would feel.  It's been a long time since someone I saw daily died.  This is the first time for my children to think about and feel the pain of death.  Gerald was a part of our daily rhythm.  I didn't realize he was until he just wasn't going to be anymore.  No more scooter, no more waving from our big living room window to him, no more chats outside in the warm sun, no more motorcycle engine (yes, I even miss that).  I miss him and truth be told.... I didn't really know him.  We've lived in this home for 6 years and I have never been inside his home.  Our relationship was made up of moments.  Short conversations about the kids or about the weather.  You might wonder how could I miss someone who I never truly knew?  I guess I feel like I knew him enough to like him.  My kids liked him.  Takeshi and I never minded the motorcycles and the noise.  We will miss Gerald.

I didn't get to say Good-bye to him.  I was sad about that, but after thinking it over I am at peace with it.  I saw him about 1 week before he died and he looked like his normal self.  That is a good way to remember him.  I wanted to pray with him, tell him that Jesus loved him and was excited to greet him.  I wondered if he knew how much God loved him.  I hope when I arrive at heaven's gates our sweet neighbor Gerald will greet me there.

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Welcome 2012!

What?!?! Where did January go?
Thanksgiving led to Christmas, which led to New Years, which led to 2, no 3 family birthdays, which led to Disneyland and now......... now it's February tomorrow. I'm sitting here shaking my head. It's all going too fast.

Kai, Noah and Emmi are doing wonderful! Growing healthy, happy and full of energy! We recently went to Disneyland and had the time of our lives together! Takeshi's kind boss took us and organized many unforgettable family memories. The kids were given autograph books for each "cast member" or character to sign. That was a highlight for sure! They were able to get 15 autographs complete with photos. Kai, Noah and Emmi loved it! Kai got to be apart of a Star Wars Jedi School and fight the mighty Darth Vader.... Exciting for sure! Noah rode his favorite Buzz Light Year ride from the movie Toy Story and was thrilled! Miss Emmi met favorite princess, Cinderella and shared secrets with her. It was a dream trip and we look forward to going again someday. Oh and the weather..... the weather was perfect, especially since home had over a foot of snow and freezing temps.

Kai has started a weekend soccer class with Takeshi as the coach. Kai is the smallest on the team but with dad by his side he's doing wonderful. He is not aggressive but his is great at controlling the ball. He's so tired after each game but so proud. Takeshi has about 8 boys on his team and is an encouraging coach.

Noah has started Tae Kwondo along with his cousin Judah. Noah is overflowing with excitement about this new adventure and looks forward to getting his first "beginners" belt Wednesday if he can master counting to 8 in Korean and saying the greeting to his Master. Either way, Noah is having fun and loves all the kicking and punching aloud on the mats.

Emmi is busy as always. She keeps me on my toes more then the boys ever did. Just Sunday at my parents home she closed herself inside the upstairs bathroom and got into the band aid box and was sticking them all over her legs. :) I love her energy and her passion to get what she wants. I just hope as her mom I can help her to point all the energy into good and worthy things. My sister recently sent me a blog post she follows. It reminded her of Emmi and I have to agree. It was encouraging to me. Here is the site:

Takeshi and I are happy and healthy. 2012 is looking to be a big year for Takeshi. He has signed up to go to Honduras with his father along with a group from our church to build 2 homes for 2 different families. He also has signed up for a FULL marathon in June. I'm proud and humbled by all the goals he has set for himself this year. God is at work in our lives in a new way and each family member feels it. We are thankful for so much!