She Said–Wise Saying #3 by The Hunni and Mail!!!

Despite all the various forms of communication we now have,  MAIL! always makes my day.  I’m talking about real mail–not bills, credit card promises, sweepstake winnings, or coupons that I always intend to use (and therefore clip and save religiously), but never seem to find when I check out at the store.  And today I received three–an unimaginable three–pieces of real mail in the little black box outside of our front door.  The little black box that can bring me happiness in the form of an 8 X 10 sheet of paper or make me cancel my plans to go shopping if I find an unexpected bill in its depths.

Now this unprecedented three pieces of real mail, came as a huge encouragement because yesterday we had a very happy, but rather lonely 4th of July.  Neither one of us live near our families and on holidays, we always miss them.  Also, my Hunni left today for his rotation of work, so all day yesterday, I kept thinking about his leaving.

And the three pieces of happiness were. . .an invitation to a wedding.  How much fun it would be to go!  Hunni and I have been married for 13 years, now, and we are in the “Wedding Invitation Drought Stage of Life.”  That means most of our friends are married off, and none of us have kids that are ready to get married, yet (thankfully!!!–stay little longer, please.)  Now, my Hunni’s cousin lives all the way across the county, and I doubt we will be able to go, but it made me happy just thinking about someone else getting married and having a special day.  Last Sunday we had some newly weds come through, and I wanted to say, “It’s a good, long, bumpy, adventurous, trip.”  Some years will be really, Really, REALLY  hard.  Some wonderful.  But most often you will have to look to see the wonderful–consciously look for it.  Little moments like the one below, as this LBG–Little Big Guy–is now 10 years old.

In my life here at My Whit’s End, not a single year has been “normal.”  I’m always up for an adventure, but my idea of an adventure is packing all of my kiddos in a jeep and driving across Kenya.  It is not how to survive and have fun on a tight budget.  But I am learning, that that also can be an adventure.

Along our bumpy “road less traveled” we have sometimes hit a pothole that careened us off into a ditch.  Or had a flat tire that stopped our progress.  Or gotten stuck in some mud that required all of us to get out and push.  And in all of these cases if we didn’t have a vision, . . If we stopped looking to our goal. . .If we looked at the flat tire, the mud, the muddy bog, the muddy clothes, the amount of work to get things up-and-going and get clean again, the amount of pushing required, the cost of a new tire, the ditch we were in. . . If we looked down and around, we always got discouraged, and even had thoughts of giving up or getting out.  Always.  “Where no vision is the people perish.” Proverbs 29:18

In our header (the little picture of a blue jalopy on a road) at the top of the page, the road (journey) leads to the Celestial City.  That is the destination.  That is the goal.  That is the vision.  And you have to keep looking Up to see that vision.

Our blue jalopy has made a few wrong turns.  (No point in yelling at each other about who read the map wrong–just start talking about how to get back where we need to be.)  We have also taken some unnecessary stops.  But sometimes, we have taken “the scenic route”, and experience something extra by doing so.  As a goal oriented person, the scenic route requires more time, more patience, more togetherness, and more looking.  I would often see other people’s nicer, newer, cars farther/further down the road than us.  I am competitive, and I don’t want to be the “last one in”  in fact, “I want to WIN!”  I would compare our life to those of others around us and think, “their journey looks easier, more comfortable, more desirable, more luxurious, more adventurous, more (insert your longing here).”

(And it probably is.  Be happy for them.  They are not the point.  Your family is.  Keeping your jalopy on the road is.)

And that is where “Wise Saying # 3 by The Hunni” comes in.  As a pilot’s wife, we have lacked a “normal schedule”, a “normal income”, a “normal routine”, normalcy in general.  And often I would compare our blue jalopy and its journey to other’s SUVs and their journey.   One day my Hunni said to me, “This is normal.”  This–the life given to us, the life we often chose and therefore get to enjoy/suffer the responsibilities of–this journey is my normal.  Not to be compared with others.  I need to hear that.

The second piece of happiness that arrived was for my son, LBG–Little, Big, Guy.  It was from my aunt who photocopied a picture of my great (times 5) grandfather who fought and died in the Civil War.  LBG is a Civil War buff, and he was very excited.  Which in turn caused me to get excited.  Which in turn made me get excited about Homeschooling again next year (covering Civil War to Industrial Revolution).  Which is a good thing, because Homeschooling is a large part of my life.  Which caused me to be thankful for this “normal”  bumpy journey on the “road less traveled”.  “Normal” being of course a relative term.

The third piece of happiness was a letter–card actually.  A real letter.  Not for my birthday.  Not for an anniversary.  Not for any reason other than to say “hello.”  Real mail = one of my favorite things.  Come on sing it with me. . .

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,
brown paper packages tied up with strings,
these are a few of my favorite things.

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels,
door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings.
these are a few of my favorite things.

Girls in a white dresses with a blue satin sashes,
snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes,
silver white winters that melt into springs,
these are a few of my favorite things.

When the dog bites, when the bee stings,
when I’m feeling sad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
and then I don’t feel so bad.

There.  Now don’t you feel happier?  And since everyone loves “brown paper packages tied up with string,” here are the winners of the vinyl wall letters.  Thanks everyone for stopping by.  Don’t worry if you haven’t won anything yet.  I just went shopping, and more give-aways are coming up.  Stay with me.

Lynda = Psalm 118:24 –does not come in a cute package, but use a credit card to apply.

Wunder Mom = Faith, Family, Friends–enjoy.

Joanne AND her granddaughter = Family, a Journey to Forever.  I will mail to the grandma.  🙂

Laura M. = Family, one of GOD’s masterpieces–and your family certainly fits this statement.

Liz from the apple orchard of Michigan sent in these photos of these treasures.  I love the wooden chair.  It even looks great just left rustic.  Maybe she will send in a picture of the finished products to continue to inspire us in our projects.  Thanks Liz.

Your host who is singing “My Favorite Things”,

–rebecca

P.S.  Current List of Wise Things Said by The Hunni

#1 :  If you want to start running marathons, knock yourself out.  Nobody but yourself is stopping you.

#2:  Don’t talk about my wife that way!

#3:  This is normal.

If you missed the post about the other wise sayings, you may want to read the post entitled “Wise Sayings by the Hunni #1 and #2.

P.S.S.  And speaking of favorite things, there is one of my favorite photos of my Hunni and LBG.

P.S.S. S.  Maybe somebody could explain to me when to use farther vs. further.  Thanks.

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5 Responses to She Said–Wise Saying #3 by The Hunni and Mail!!!

  1. bethany says:

    wise for sure, thx for the reminder! sometimes i still long for ‘normal’, which we’ve never had either, but resourcefulness is an art form, right? one thing i found when coaching some of the suv-drivers a few years back though, they had just as many struggles, oftentimes ones I would have found much worse than the ones I was dealing with. i wasn’t convinced it was ever easier. that last shot is precious, and yay for three real pieces of mail!! red letter day for sure 🙂

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  2. Bel McCoy says:

    Looks like you were sitting in the extra chair when you dicided a picture was in order of your
    Hunni and LBG. Priceless!!!

    My only “craftiness” is spray painting old Starbuck glasses so I can stick some green foam in them
    and call them vases. Only have black paint. 😦

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  3. Laura M says:

    my mom and i were just talking about what’s “normal”…and we decided that my “normal” and her “normal” and your “normal” and their “normal” may be VERY different but they are all NORMAL!! Thanks for the reminder! “and be CONTENT with such things as ye have” (Heb 13:5) – something I need to be reminded of OFTEN because I have far more than I even need! Funny you mentioned coupons…that’s one thing that hubby and I have been very thankful for!! 😀 I will anxiously be awaiting my REAL MAIL!! Thank you again for My Whit’s End ❤

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    • whitsendmom says:

      About the coupons. I need to just buckle down and get serious and use them! But we are SO blessed. It is just that our Blessing produce SO much laundry. 🙂

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