C-Day

 You-know-where

That Mario sure gets around...

Price of Admission

The speaker at church today talked about

Love as an Active Verb 

and suggested that for each relationship we hold dear,

there is a price of admission...

those features and experiences that do not match up with

THE IDEAL!

And we always get to decide if it's worth that price.

Usually it is way worth it,

when we remember the value of the whole relationship

and the source of love it provides in our life.

I pulled up this old CUT-Up by Sarah and it seems to fit.

We are all works of heART,

each with our own obtuse angles and blurry lines.

And yet,

when I really consider the whole package,

I think I'd choose YOU every time.

Those less-than-ideal moments are just 

the price of admission
to the
heART exhibit!

Just playing...

FUN

Blessed

Yesterday's Playground Sky

Beginning...again

It's the beginning of a new month

and a new adVENTURE here in Lubbock, Texas.

This dawned on me this morning:

I realize that today marks the end of official, paid EmmyCare,

and aside from the bittersweet feelings I've already blogged about, 

it feels especially significant because of where it puts me/us,

in transition, again. 

EmmyCare was the reason we moved to Lubbock;

and it was a new focus for me.


We knew from the get-go that it would be for a season,
but how quickly seasons come and go.

It was also the reason Rob and I have had all these weeks apart

and the reason he has traveled all those miles to work.

Now, staying in Lubbock is a choice, 
and it presents us with the opportunity to assess why we're here,

what's next for me work-wise, and how we make it all work 

in the best way possible for US!

It's an open door out of the 

"precious-confinement" of regular EmmyCare,

and as with all "releases", 
therein lies the freedom and the fear.

Oh boy!

Hilarious!