The past few years that Spencer has gone to Guatemala for a week, I have been home with the girls feeling incredibly grateful. Each year his trip to Guatemala has helped me gain perspective and appreciation. Appreciation for him, appreciation for our lives, perspective about our circumstances and perspective about what is really important.
Before Spencer left, the girls made some cards for the families in Guatemala. This trip they built 2 houses for 2 families. One family has a 4 year old girl and the other has a 3 year old girl - the same ages as Ella and Juju. So they both made cards for the girls that were getting a new home built for them. Ella wondered if Yoselin would write her back, thought that she probably wouldn't have the means to do so, so proceeded to put some crayons and paper in a bag for Spencer to deliver.
As the girls drew their cards, we read up on the families and looked at their pictures. We read about 3-year-old Silvia 's family - a mom and 4 kids all sleeping in one bed, abandoned by the husband / father. We also read about 4-year-old Yoselin's family - a mom and 5 kids, sleeping on cardboard, husband / father was killed when mom was pregnant with youngest. We read, prayed, and I cried. And I also gained perspective on my "tough week" without my husband.
This week is always a special week for our family. I like to stop and think about how Christ has changed our lives over the past 6 years. How He transformed my husband from an atheist into somebody who loves God and serves Him faithfully. And for this my heart overflows with gratitude.
I'm also thankful for my mom, who comes and helps me out each year. Even though it's a busy time to travel, she makes it work and pours into our girls. And I'm thankful for my friends who support us and check in on us while Spencer is away.
And I cherish the few days that it is just the girls and I. I love the challenge and it has always been a special time for us. I love how they step-up to help out and how they talk about missing their Dadda. Our house gets messier than usual and I'm learning to enjoy that too. The globs of toothpaste in the girls bathroom, the handprints all over the sliding door and dining room walls, our messy bookshelf that has been organized by my "helpers." I'm coming to see all of this as evidence of the joy that fills our home.
Cuddling up with Grandma.
"And one silly one, please mom?"
Juju enjoying a banana as she waits for breakfast to be ready.
"I go in pool today?"
Last day of swimming lessons!
And tonight after dinner - "Momma I help". How do you say no to that? I'm pretty sure she vacuumed zero crumbs, but it did entertain her while I did the dishes. It also entertained me because from the back you could see that she had a bare bum while vacuuming.