* Loving when it’s hard

So thrilled that Lizzi is on the upswing, thanks in large part to blogging friends.  In fact, she’s a giggly, PG13 bogger this weekend, creating body parts… (  )(  )  Her new word, frivolyptic, is inspiring me as I explore my own Ten Things of Thankful.

I am thankful to be loved and forgiven when I stay up late playing computer games, when I take offense, when I talk too much, when I am irritable.  I’m thankful for a gentle, patient widower who enriches my life in every way.  I am grateful for an adorable son and daughter-in-law who enjoy spending time with us.  When I drowned my phone a couple of weeks ago, we had the finances to replace it.  Last week’s graduation party for a student was THE most delightful event of the year.

I am also grateful for ongoing opportunities to grow in love.  The kiddos that spend a lot of time here are teaching me how little love and patience I really have.  (“Oh, you’re a special ed teacher- you must have SO much patience!”)  Granted, much of my impatience is buried in silence, which is better than lashing out.  I felt like screaming when the most hyper kiddo gave a friend a bloody nose.  When he spilled two bottles of juice all over the carpet.  When he barely missed our huge TV with a Wii remote.  Or when his sib had a tantrum because everyone wasn’t playing the game he wanted.  Or when his other sib wet her pants once again and would not listen to me as I said she must stay downstairs while I fetched a replacement pair of undies.  Or when another sib slammed the weakest of the lot to the floor.  Or when yet another sib locked me out of my computer and wouldn’t release the password.  There.  Can you tell I still need more opportunities to love?  I will have them all day tomorrow; I am genuinely excited that there will be new ways to grow and cherish these kids as I am cherished and loved.  Praying for grace!

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We all survived on our last excursion to the park!