My best friend, Darla, is keeping her granddaughter, Ella, for the weekend...a sleepover! I rode down with her to pick her up. Ella's parents are the directors of Nazareth Farm. A Catholic service organization located in North Central West Virginia. Ella greeted us with warm hugs and warm garden vegetables.
She showed me around her garden and her new house, 
the volunteer house and the barns...
the volunteer house and the barns...She is
delightful.
The little venture triggered some unexpected feelings in me though?!?I began to think about service and the life of service.
When my husband and I were first married with children we were on a corporate path. We gave our kids swim clubs and golf courses (which I must even confess they/we do miss?!?). We gave them faith as well. But this life...the little green house, the garden, the barns, the whole life style is sooo different from what we have known. My children have never had a garden. Have never felt a warm cucumber off the vine.
(I have somehow, somewhere along the way...when I was small and growing up...)
And they have gone away to service camp....leadership camps...but...a life of service??!
Our children turned out and are still turning out...fine...but our life is so different from this life?!?
Maybe as 'Kate' says..."it may not be a perfect life, but it's our life..."
Anyway, I began to think about all that we have given and not given our kids. About our lifestyle, our life choices, our food choices...
My husband is not a triathelete...
My childrens' favorite food is not green beans...and cucumbers...
My home is not 'green'...
My home is not 'green'...No matter how much I recycle...
I use bleach to clean my towels!?!?
I like the clean smell...
I don't know I guess it was just a moment of re-examining my life choices. A time to validate what has been, and a time to continue to set priorities.
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