Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Clamoring to Become Visible

Vladimir Nabokav said:

“The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.”

I love words … and I found this quote today and it spoke my heart. That’s how I feel.

So much inside.

So many things begging to be shared, written down, given as gifts.

But for today this is it.

No more.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Our Yesterday

Lowell Anthony White
It was an interesting day. Robin agreed to help someone w/English and that took 4 hours of her morning. Had tacos at 2. We went to Angel’s and Rosa’s house for supper, then returned home for chocolate cake and pineapple upside down cake w/the Rosas and the Santos family.

You should've heard Angel singing in English ... whoa!
You should’ve heard Angel singing in English … whoa!

Ashley turned shy when the camera came out.
Ashley turned shy when the camera came out.
Effie Baily Does not sound to me like you needed a pecan pie..I love pineapple upside down cake. Hope that ‘interesting day’ can be translated as ‘very good day’.

Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday!

Yay! Good times.
Yay! Good times.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011


I am all about Celebration. Seriously. For example, one of our traditional gifts to newlyweds is 2 wine glasses, a bottle of carbonated juice, candles/candle holders and the admonition to: “Always remember to Celebrate!” Why? Because life is better when it’s jam packed full of times of celebration.
Not necessarily outrageous, kill the budget celebrations but quiet, joy-filled acknowledgements of the occasion. All kinds of occasions warrant a good celebration:
  • A good report card.
  • Paying off a credit card.
  • The anniversary of someone’s baptism into Christ.
  • The end of a school year!
  • The completion of a project.
  • The planting of a garden.
  • The arrival of Spring!
  • The arrival of Autumn!
  • The harvest.
  • The realization of a dream.
  • Birthdays!
Today we get to Celebrate a Birthday … and not just anyone’s … I guess it’s just about the most important birthday of my life – the birthday of Lowell. My hero, my best friend, the love of my life.
You know from other notes that my life is topsy-turvy on a good day. Well, just a little secret here … today is already NOT going to my plan … but I am going to trust God that it will go according to His plan and then rest assured that it will one of the best days Lowell’s ever had.
With friends and family, I’ll give it my best shot to have a day of Celebration for Lowell.

Happy Birthday to the Love of my Life!!
Happy Birthday to the Love of my Life!!

Monday, April 18, 2011

Mondays in April and a Grateful Soul

I’m grateful for my grown children. They re-affirm me each and every time I ‘visit’ with them. These visits are the long-distance kind … with the oldest three at least. Our oldest with her family in Oklahoma, the second born with her ‘Count’ in Tennessee and the third born fighting fires, building trails, etc in Missouri. And not to forget our surprise gift who lives with us here in Honduras … he’s only 17 but for the most part ‘grown’.
Sometimes it takes me by surprise when I realize I am 55 years old and these kids of mine are the ages they are now – the oldest three being adults with lives of their own.
  • Do I miss the nucleus that was the “six of us”? Absolutely!
  • Do I miss the good-night routines of days gone by? Of course.
  • Do I miss the many road-trips and the singing & playing in the car that went with them? You better believe it.
  • Do I miss hauling all of us all over the globe, undertaking yet another adventure? Oh my, I do indeed!
  • I miss the talks around the table at meal time …
  • the laughter at private jokes
  • the studying together
  • playing board games
  • watching movies
  • working side by side
  • the tears of hearts broken
  • the cries of anger when hopes were crushed
  • the happy celebration of dreams fulfilled
  • the times with extended family – the grandparents, the uncles and aunts and cousins …
  • the times of making memories!
Oh, yes, I miss them. My kids – where did they go? The time flew by, sometimes like the gentle summer breeze by the ocean’s side and other times like a mighty wind from the storms we were in … taking us along barely able to catch our breath … all the way to today.
I’ve heard some people say they would never go back and re-live such and such time, or so and so year … but I would! Not that I would re-do any of it, make it better or different. I would just relish it, savor it, soak it in more … the good, the bad, the ugly along with the fabulous, fun, tremendous …Oh, I’d do it all again with these precious ones that were/are gifts to me and their Dad. Gifts, specially designed by the Father’s meticulous, creative hand. I never deserved them – still don’t – but treasure each one of them day by day.
Oh, Life! With all your ups and downs and crazy twists and unexpected turns where are you taking us next? What will you do with us? How will you use us? God willing, it will all be to His glory and we’ll continue to live in His steps.
Today, this sweet Monday in April, I sit amazed, filled with gratitude for these awesome children that I have the privilege of being Mom to. And I am so grateful it is now, this time in our history … and we have ability to stay in touch via phone, facebook, skype … yay!… with these ones who are a part of the very fiber my soul.
I am blessed.
part of who I am
part of who I am

Friday, April 15, 2011

TGIF - of a Different Sort

Another week, another Friday where I explore “TGIF” – for me this week it surely means Thank God It’s Fun – because that’s what this week was.

There are some things in life we just have to do. We are required to do and there’s no two ways about it. One of these for the White family rolled around this week. You see, we don’t have residency yet here in Honduras and therefore we have a ‘have-to’. We have to make a necessary trip out of the country. It comes up every 3 – or at the most 4 – months. It’s an ‘exit time’ of 48 hours and after that we get a stamp of renewal in our Passports. This could’ve been a drudgery. This could’ve been a burden. This could’ve been a time of headache and worry and just plain ol’ blah … but hey, it wasn’t.

We went to El Salvador.


Yep, no matter where you live, no matter what line of work you’re in there’s going to be those times of ‘getting ‘er done’  – the things we have to do in life – requirements, you know? and sometimes they can be burdensome or just put a grin on … and it’s FUN! Our Exit-Times are the stuff great memories are made of. It’s because we decide – it’s gonna be good. You can read a little more about this at my ‘Reflection’ site – I believe our week was not only fun but a downright blessing – of the ’serendipity’ sort!

Yep, Thank God It’s Fun!

Monday, April 11, 2011

Monday, Monday

Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn’t guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.
Monday Monday, can’t trust that day,
Monday Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday morning, you gave me no warning of what was to be
Oh Monday Monday, how you could leave and not take me.
Every other day, every other day,
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
You can find me (fine) all of the time
Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn’t guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.
Every other day, every other day,
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
You can find me (fine) all of the time
Monday, Monday

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Wednesday's Gifts

I ended yesterday with learning some bad/sad news – a reminder that we live in a sometimes dark and dismal world. Two untimely deaths that should not have taken place. Usually, as per this news, the ugliness is the result of man’s inability to live in peace, justly and righteously. For some reason, the darkness comes in us and around us and if we let it, it will consume us. This absolutely, undeniably is not God’s will.
This morning, I got up a little weary of this old world but, had a lovely prayer time with hubby and soon afterward remembered a rose that was probably going to bloom today – so went our and saw a rare and perfect beauty. Later, before settling down to work I decided to fill my Grandma’s vase with some flowers … and rejoiced in my reminders of the Father’s sovereign care and that we have hope of a better tomorrow.
On this Wednesday my heart and soul delight in this wonderful world of nature. God gives me the gift of flowers to calm my soul and help me remember He’s the Master Artist – the creator and designer of all that is gorgeous, pure, and beautiful.
Ah, Father God, I live here and can’t make it better for this one and that one and my heart breaks for them, for me … and then I see Your Hand, ever busy, and I am caught off guard rejoicing once again. You are sweet to me. And so, from the bottom of my heart and soul I lift up my thanks for your precious gifts. Your stedfast love is from ever-lasting to ever-lasting.
this morning's rose
this morning's rose
Grandma's vase of boganvilia
Grandma's vase of boganvilia

Monday, April 4, 2011

A Monday in April

    A new month – time passes – do you have a purpose, a plan, a goal to achieve?
Well, sometimes I think we can just overdo it on plans or projects. My life is so full right now of my ‘get ‘er done’ list that I actually could feel overwhelmed if I let myself delve into the ‘poor is me’ mentality at all. I had a good talk with one of my daughters today – and afterwards felt so much better. I realized that it was probably because she just let me talk. (don’t worry, I did take time to listen as well)
There are times when that’s all that’s needed – a good airing out of frustrations, anxieties, or maybe even just the sharing of dreams and visions. Getting it said. Out in the open. Not shot down. Not corrected. Just out there. Well, whatever happened in those wonderful minutes, I left our time on the phone feeling better for it. It’s going to be okay. I just have to go at this step by step. (sigh of peace)
Then tonight I am given a gift – of time. We thought we were on schedule to be a part of a meeting and then just found out the agenda has been changed. We get to stay home. Stay put. Be still. You don’t know how rare that is for us. It is a gift. And I am feeling blessed. Even Jake is thinking about staying home (instead of Monday night soccer) and maybe just reading a good book. Wow, I am feeling fine.
Yep, today I talked with one our ‘three big kids’ – tomorrow may be another. I am so very thankful for visits with my kids. I reckon that’s the hardest part of living in foreign country – the missing of this one and that one. But for now, I am blessed on this Monday in April.
Me and My Girls - Love 'em!
Me and My Girls - Love 'em!

Friday, April 1, 2011


I love April.
It’s one of the most beautiful months in the year. Ushering in Spring like she does – full of sunny days, bright colorful, laughing days! Full-blown blossoms all around. It’s a month to make you smile and yes, even laugh right out loud just for the joy of it! Good-bye dreary days of winter – April has taken her by the hand and now …. Welcome Sunshine! Welcome Beauty – sheer, vibrant colors of trees, blooms galore! Fresh adornments for our world.  Birds singing their new songs. The feel of the warm breeze as she carreses your skin. The sun – giving her best and brightest after gentle showers. It’s a season that tickles your senses and makes you smile at the very least.
Here I am in Santa Rosa and there’s not a Spring here as I know it in the South – we have dusty, dusty streets everywhere, hot, sunny days, but the sweet reprieve of cooler evenings … and we have our ever-present flowers, glorious and true but no Spring. We do have the anticipation of “Easter” coming upon us and there are folks here and there bustling about in the anticipation and preparation of “Semana Santa” but no Spring to mention.
I come to you today admiting freely, I am a woman of Seasons … Summer, around the corner – my delight. Autumn, my favorite of favs! And how I love Winter in all her bluster and bravado! And sweet, enticing Spring … ah, even here and now, she lives in my heart – so many sweet memories that resonant true and bright in the halls times gone by. Moments that we gathered with others to celebrate the Resurrection Sunday … when the world remembers Jesus – his suffering, yes, and then absolutely, his rising! We’ve always had the fun tradition of baskets for the kids on that morning before church time. After a wonderful time of worship we move on to our home – or someone else’s and there’s that special meal – usually a ham and all the fixings. Some places we lived we’ve done Easter egg hunts with the kids right in the yards, other times in the communities. It’s always fun – a day to treasure.
Did you know …
April’s flower is the Daisy… and I really love daisies!!
The Love of my life was born in April so, of course I celebrate her dawning as I look forward to celebrating his life a few weeks into the month. And, I am so glad we had one of babies in this month – because it’s probably the sweetest month of all! It’s a month just made for babies being born … little ducklings, and chicks. New born calves and lambs. The re-birth of flowers of all kinds … just beauty all around.
Ah, April, sweet, pretty, happy, joyous, colorful, sassy and true … some places in the world … Spring is making her entrance and there’s no holding her back.