Make Believe…Real

When they are young and life is a zoo, we cannot wait for our children to grow up. When they are grown and ready to venture out on their own, we wish they were still our babies. There is truth and wisdom in truly enjoying every moment with our children. There is truth and beauty in allowing the good and the bad to be remembered, to be time spent together well. Before we turn around, what seems like just playing dress up turns into the real thing.

This past weekend my oldest daughter had the final fitting of her wedding dress. Wow. She’s just incredibly beautiful. She had her trial run with hair and makeup on Saturday and when I saw her after work, again, wow. On Sunday, as I watched her youngest sister play volleyball and the second oldest coach volleyball, I listened as she and her father were trying to decide upon a song to dance to after the wedding. I’m cheering for each point as tears fill my eyes. I’m happy to be in a large arena sitting alone, my emotions bouncing off the walls. I’m happy to be multi-tasking as I have for years upon years, enjoying each and every moment that I could with my children while juggling work inside and outside our home. It’s funny but I think the harder we had to work to make it to many of our children’s events, to spend time with them, to take care of them when they were sick or to arrange for them to be taken care of, the more all those times mean to us. My children are keenly aware of all of those moments. They seem to take nothing for granted.

Ya see, my mother took them to choose hats and furs and to drink tea that day. And that night, they enjoyed the day all over again by sharing it with us. I guess my point is that time does fly by and we may feel we miss some moments but what’s important is that we make the most of those that God gives for us to be together and that our children know the importance of being there for one another. Seems like yesterday when this bride-to-be and her maid-of-honor were playing dress up together and in a little over two weeks the one will be making sure the other one’s veil and dress are laid out perfectly to walk down the aisle. Ya know, we have to live life no matter how fleeting, no matter how hectic, one event at a time, one moment, one diaper, one game, one dance, one wedding at a time. It may not be all make believe and dress up in fur coats and hats, but it is a gift. A real gift. And I could not be more grateful to God for all of it. The make believe and the real.

Working As One

When we were young, my mom tried the “new” peanut butter and jelly in one jar. Thinking this would be easier, she proudly placed the jar in the cabinet, or was it in the refrigerator? Maybe that was the problem. We decided it should be kept cold after it was opened because of the jelly and then the peanut butter was difficult to spread because it was hard. Back to the old way quickly. Let the peanut butter be peanut butter and the jelly be jelly, so when they are put together they are one—perfectly one. The best of both together.

As Jesus speaks to us, He reminds us of the importance of a husband and a wife joining together to become one. They bring out the best of themselves and make a better life. We are called to leave our father and our mother and find our vocation where we will bring the best of ourselves to make this life a little better, to become one with what He has planned for us. Whether we are the thick, smooth peanut butter or the chunky, sweet jelly, we are made to join together with Jesus, with His Church, with one another to become one, to become better.  To mesh.     “Jesus at My Side”

“For this reason a man shall leave his father and mother (and be joined to his wife), and the two shall become one flesh. So they are no longer two but one flesh.”
Mark 10:7, 8