I seem to be having a quiet year of blogging so far. It’s not because I don’t have a lot to write about. It’s actually the contrary, I have so much to write about. I feel the need though, to protect myself and where I’m at…to shield my thoughts and hide away in my heart and figure out what exactly is happening to me.
A few weeks ago I read a book that I believe will change the course of my beliefs. No, I’m not giving up on Christianity, far from it. What it has done though, is caused me to investigate and look deeper into the theology of God and the trinity. To search in new ways, with new eyes. and grow deeper in my faith. You see, this is a path I’ve been travelling for some time now, and this book gave words to the stirrings in my heart. It is called “The dance of the dissident daughter” by Sue Monk Kidd. I encourage you to read this book, realizing it may ruffle feathers, and it may be something you quickly dismiss. But as I embark on my theology degree next fall, it is something that I will seek to find.
There are many things happening in our life as well. Steve was to Vancouver for a week to graduate from the Arrow Leadership program. This was a bittersweet time for me. I was supposed to be there with him and instead I was home with the kids. It seemed life forces were telling me my place was here, which I reluctantly followed. Thankfully since that week Faith spiked a fever, the kids bus broke down and my kitchen sink backed up. I would’ve never had the peace to enjoy myself while in Vancouver.
This week is March break for the kids. I’m not sure March Break was created for families with special needs kids who crave routine! However, so far today has been good, so I won’t complain. The weekend, specifically Saturday, was a whole ‘nother story! Logan decided that he was going to go for a little run, and of course chose to do that when I was home by myself. So when I realized he was gone, I called Steve to come home, ran to the neighbours to ask them to come over and then off I went down the road…I was petrified and embarrassed. Thankfully a very kind man found him and held onto him. Steve noticed them on the side of the road on his way home, and scooped Logan up into the car and came flying down the road and picked me up. I fell apart at that point. But we all made it through. Our house is locked up, alarms armed and all eyes and ears perked and ready to go. A very scary moment indeed!
In a couple of weeks I myself will be flying to Calgary and then onto Vancouver. I’m looking forward to getting away, spending time with family and friends but also getting an afternoon of pampering. I think this is just what the doctor ordered! Oh and did I mention shopping? Nothing like a little retail therapy to lift the soul 
I’ll be looking forward to heading to church (the first time in many weeks if not months). Overall I’m looking forward to my trip. It will be difficult to leave the family behind but I know I will be a better mother having looked after myself. It’s the best thing I can do for my family, for sure.
