Texas is really not on board with this whole October/autumn stuff. Maybe we can try again in November.
My Baby
I’m so grateful for the glimpses of my baby inside this teenage boy. His head still rests on his favorite bears, he still tells me he loves me as he exits the car for school each morning, and he still hugs his mamma often. This boy is my miracle … my greatest blessing!
Blog status – in limbo
Our current blog theme Is not working for me. Thus, although I don’t like this analogy, it’s fitting … I need to pull the trigger on a new blog theme. Like yesterday. I have been researching themes (literally for weeks) now to get this blog back up and running for multiple reasons:
- I feel the need to withdraw from social media – especially Facebook, but I need a convenient method to keep far-away family and friends updated. I like the ability to write a blog post, then send it to Facebook for those loved ones that only use Facebook and don’t want to have to check the blog regularly. I am simply affected too deeply by what I see there, and that is a character flaw I haven’t been able to reign in.
- By not blogging regularly, I have missed chronicling too many major family events. And I want to have them all recorded … both the once-in-a-lifetime events and the everyday minutiae
The conclusion is simply that I’ve vacillated too long. I missed posting about Brennen’s 19th birthday and Tristan’s theater happenings. I also missed writing about the devastating loss of Matt’s uncle.
Here are just a few of the photos of some of the recent joyful moments in TeamWilmore Land.
And now, back to the research and time to make a decision
The Last Teenager
My angel and his 13th birthday weekend.
It’s Official
All that’s left is the rehearsal tomorrow and the ceremony Saturday.
Confession
Brennen brought home his cap and gown from school today and mamma almost lost it.
It’s time. My 6-foot-tall baby is going to graduate Saturday, move into an apartment near campus late this summer, and I selfishly won’t have his daily smiles and hugs. My arms feel empty at the same time my heart soars with pride. He has overcome mountains and 18 years ago, in a heartbeat, he taught me unconditional love.
I know I praise my boys often, and probably to some, annoyingly, but they are both so deserving of every word. I was talking to a new friend a few days ago and remarked that I really feel my God-given purpose is to be a wife and mother. She “got me.” There is nothing in the world I would rather be doing then basking in their love and caring for my children and husband. My very closest (too-far-away) friend “gets me.” The Lord and my husband “got me” too, and therefore, we have an exceptionally joyous change happening in our lives this July (no, I’m not pregnant, although there’s nothing I would love more).
Beware, my bloggy friends, there will be many gradation updates in the next week. You’ve been duly warned! :-p
While hubby is away …
… wifey plays with photo apps (and tries not to snarf down all the delicious cupcakes in one sitting).
Week in Review
And what a week it’s been! Easter weekend was just glorious. The only difficult part was that Brennen had to work double shifts Saturday and Sunday and so we barely saw him. But that’s the norm we’ve become accustomed to with this new job. They had him working over 40 hours a week. I don’t know how that’s legal for a high school senior, but he loves the job and the pay is so much better. He’s waiting tables and making real tips.
Then our blissful weekend ended in shock as we found out that a threat of mass violence had been made to an unspecified school in North San Antonio for Thursday, April 24. I kept thinking it was a twisted hoax and they’d quickly find the responsible person. Unfortunately, the week went on, no arrests were made, the FBI was brought in and parents all over the city began to question whether they’d send their children to school on Thursday: us included.
Security was tightened at all the city schools and law enforcement became a visible presence. Thankfully, Thursday passed without event. But as of this moment in the early hours of Saturday morning, they still don’t have a suspect identified. I was so grateful when Thursday ended without any happenings, but I was even more thankful Friday afternoon when the kids were safely home and I knew they’d be here for the weekend. Well, except for Brennen being at work all weekend again.
Despite the feelings of relief and gratitude, I still have a nagging sense of unease and am hoping that tomorrow will bring news that they have someone in custody.
Team Wilmore 