"Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to let you in."

-- Robert Frost

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

lion king

Christian used to laugh about a kid he knew who would have tears rolling down his cheeks in every school auditorium performance.

So he had a heyday with my reaction to Janie's middle school Lion King show.

This had to be one of the best school musicals I have ever seen, hands down. The costumes were imaginative, the performing on target, the music engaging and heartfelt, the program a perfect length.

Each kid had worked so very hard. Each volunteer had put heart into their part. When the show opened up with Janie as Rafiki, I just sat overwhelmed.

Every voice lesson I had sat outside of, knowing she was panicked to feel she lacked the perfect voice. Every night I'd lain awake hearing a group sing-a-long in the girl's basement shared bedroom, flooded over.

It's a crazy response to art, I know.

The show opened and as the chorus of animals filled in and made their way from balconies, off stage, and the back recesses of the auditorium, the lump in my throat tightened.

She sang the "He Lives in You" solo and it got me with every performance. There was so much significance to that song.

Here she was, a girl who had found her place and a group of friends who remind her everyday of exactly who she is in every way.

I was pretty glad for the night that Newel was able to come with me. He lightened everything by telling me that if he could choose, he would want antelope for hands.

We were all so proud of her accomplishment. That was hard work.

Here's a shaky little sample as I struggled to capture a bit with a little child on my lap.

And just so you can get the magnitude of those animal costumes.

As we watched that auditorim go from half full on opening night to standing room only by the second weekend running, we were so proud of all those great friends and especially grateful to a wonderful theater teacher who had taken our girl under her wing and given her the courage to believe in herself.

prom 2016

Getting ready for a prom is a lot different for a son than a daughter.

I remarked at 4:00pm on the day of, that it was strange not to be zipping along fussing over hair or hemming dresses at the last minute.

It gave me time to really be in the moment and see this boy of mine turning into a man.

And to let my heart skip a beat for just a minute over that little fact.

Even when he cried uncle over my picture taking.

This gorgeous girl agreed to be his date.

They've been good friends for a really long time.

She's a real beauty, inside and out. (Even in a wind storm ;)

This is one great group. It's not easy to coordinate things like dinner, the dance, after prom and all that hoopla, but these guys took the lead to ensure that these young women had a spectacular evening to be remembered.

These two will always be connected no matter where they go. I just know it. 

I've said it before, I just love watching him in his world, the one he lives in day after day the minute he leaves my front door.

He's growing up. A fact I cannot stop. 

And I love all that he is growing into.

Monday, April 25, 2016

janie's 14

I love the word BECOMING.

It just feels full of light and hope and encouragement.

And I love watching everything that Janie is becoming.

This girl is full of fire and passion. She lights up a room in more ways than one. But boy, o boy, have I seen her grow into herself over the last year. She's fierce about loyalty. Her judgment is straight. Obedience is key .... she's straight as an arrow. I tell you, she is masterful at perfecting herself.

I wish I had a tenth of that kind of self discipline. If I could bottle it and sell it, I'd be rich.

But most of all .. she loves with a passion.

I've loved watching her soft side for friends and little sisters grow. I've watched her develop spiritual strength. I've seen her love to laugh with rich sense of humor. And, I've truly enjoyed watching her become.

(and I love those boys trying to figure out the bells and whistles on that new phone of hers, too)

Happy Birthday to this beautiful girl who has helped me every day, in every way, to grow into the mother I always hoped I could become. You are our strength and have brought so much color into our family. We wouldn't be complete without you!

I love you!