Archives for April 2009

Apr 24

East Mecklenburg High School Reunion

Why is it so hard to get away? Why have the past 2 weeks had……

…Oh y’all, I had to stop this post due to a phone call we just received. A friend, just 44 yrs old died. He was helping my husband plan the reunion we are attending this weekend. His name is Donnie Baucom. Please pray for his sister Monica and their whole family, especially his parents. This was very sudden and unexpected. Jeff is absolutely torn up about it. He just saw him 2 days ago.

Gotta go.

Love,
Melissa

Melissa
Apr 20

The Role of Daughter

As a woman, I’ve found that I wear a lot of hats. When you call me a woman, that name carries so many defintions and roles that it’s mind boggling.

Let’s try to list them:

Wife. Mother. Sister. Friend. Master (to my doggie Princess). Speaker. Writer. Administrative Assistant. Mentor. Tutor. Cheerleader. House Cleaner. Clothes Washer. Cook. Chauffeur. Encourager. Advocate. Teacher. Leader. Student. Nutritionist. Exerciser. Maid. Office Cleaner. Supporter. Lover. Watcher. Reader. Listener. Learner. Football fanatic. Dancer.

****Notice I never mentioned Fashionista! Or Decorator! I’m not gifted in that way. Oh how I wish I was. But I’m smart enough to realize this. So I seek help in those areas.

****Notice I also didn’t mention Daughter. Until now.

Yes, I am a daughter. Daughter of my father and Daughter of my mother.

I’ve been a daughter since the day I was born. Being a daughter for the most of my life has meant I was the baby. I’ve been taken care of.

As a baby, my parents changed my diapers, taught me right from wrong, taught me about Jesus, gave me love, gave me security, were there for me whether I succeeded or failed, guided me, gave me advice, and mostly gave me UNCONDITIONAL and UNFAILING LOVE!!!! I soaked it up. And I always knew that I could go to them.

Lately, the role of daughter has taken a drastic turn. Daughter now means I do the taking care of. And that’s new.

Cancer has struck my mom. This is a new role for her too. She’s used to taking care of those around her. I know it’s hard for her to allow others to care for her. I know that. But, God knows How I Miss Her. I miss her coming to my rescue. I miss her driving to Charlotte to take care of me. Now the roles are somewhat reversed. I drive to Rock Hill to see her, spend time with her, and try to take care of her. Although I’m not near as good as it as she is.

My dad is dealing with a different scenario. In the past year, he has gone through his 3rd divorce, lives in an assisted living facility in Greenville, SC, is depressed, has gained weight, diabetes has gotten worse, and overall health is just not good. I don’t live as close to him as I do Mom. I try to get him when I can. This past week was one of those times. I went and picked him up and brought him to Charlotte hoping that he would enjoy his visit….attending Hayden’s track meet, Dylan’s baseball game, and a birthday party in honor of him! And he did. While he was here, I did his laundry and took him shopping for clothes. When I brought him back to his home, I took him grocery shopping and cleaned his apartment.

Please hear me. It is an honor for me to give back to my parents. It is an honor to love them and care for them.

But I have to be honest. I miss being the Daughter.

I’ve realized that I will probably never be the Daughter again. Or at least the role has changed. Will I be anyone’s baby ever again? Maybe. Maybe not. But that’s life.

I don’t feel 42 years old. There’s a huge part of me that still feels 12. Longing for love, protection, security, and guidance. Thank God, He is there for my 12 year old self. I don’t ever have to worry about being His caretaker. He will always be there to be mine. That’s a wonderful feeling. It brings me peace. I know I have the strength because He provides it. He provides it through His Word, His Presence, and His People.

And I’m thankful for each.

Blessings,

Melissa
Apr 17

My Mother in Law Rocks!

I don’t think I’ve ever blogged about my mother in law before. It’s about darn time.

My mother in law is just the best. She’s kind. She’s wise. She’s non judgmental. She’s forgiving. She’s helpful. She’s a wonderful grandmother. She’s a wonderful wife. She’s a wonderful mother. She’s beautiful. She’s giving. She’s so unselfish. She gave birth to the most amazing man ever (my husband!). She’s loving. She’s a fashionista. And I am so grateful to have her in my life.

There have been many times that she has been there for me. I met her when I was 14 years old. Just so you know, I’m 42 now….so that’s a long time. From the day I met her, she made me feel like I was a part of her family. At 14 and at 42.

She has also loved my family. She has loved my mom and her husband, my dad, my sister and her husband and kids….all like they were her own family. Loved unconditionally. She even loves Princess, my dog, like she’s family. Each year, she arranges a vacation for us all at the beach. Complete with 4 generations. She’s a blessing. A blessing from God.

Today she picked me up at work and we went shopping for clothes. I’m a terrible shopper. She’s a great shopper. I went to the dressing room and she brought me clothes to try on. If you’ve ever seen the show “What Not To Wear”….well, I’d be a great candidate. But today, even Stacey and Clinton would be impressed with my purchases. Not because of my choices, but because of my mother in law’s. She just has this knack for selecting clothes that look great. I lost 20 pounds just by the outfits she selected. And I have a high school reunion next week, so that’s pretty darn important! And they were all bargains!!!!!

After our shopping spree, she brought me back to the P31 office. She mentioned that she was on her way to Goodwill to drop off some shoes. Well, instead, we took the 4 bags of shoes into the office and well…all of us P31 gals have new shoes now!!!!! How awesome is that???

I know many women don’t share or get along so well with their mother in laws. I’m so thankful that I’m not one of those women. My mother in law rocks. And I love her with all my heart.

Thanks so much for all of the prayers. I know I had quite a pity party with my last post. I’m going through a hard time, but I know all will be okay. Thank you for reminding me of that

Blue, but Loving Life,

Melissa