With One

I love my little cyber community, this world all on its own where I share my heart with people I don’t really know, people who won’t ever see me face to face and yell at me. People I can delete from my life anytime I feel like it.

I love my little cyber community, this world all on its own where I  have been challenged big time as I read about my new friends who go to Haiti, and Ghana and the streets of NYC, as I cry with the one who just buried her daughter, as I rejoice with the one who just discovered her passion, as I cheer the one who is running her first marathon. My heart is stirred and stretched and ripped apart as I see these cyber friends do exploits, ask really hard questions, put themselves on the line for worthy causes.  I have lived vicariously through many of them, felt their pride and defeat and joy and pain.

But at any time, I can push a button and make them all disappear for an hour, a day, a week or forever.  I can simply shut them out of my life if they become too personal, or bothersome, or deep for the moment.

And then there is home.

Home where I live with one man day in and day out for the last thirty-three years. Home where we have weathered countless storms and butted heads more often than I care to remember. Home where we can’t push a button  to make the other disappear for an hour, a day, a week or forever. Home where I find that I really don’t want to make him disappear, ever, even when the journey is tough.

Home where we wake up together, bad breath and all. Home where we pay bills together and make decisions that affect each other’s time. Home where we love without a mask, we learn transparency because we are daring to lay our hearts open to the other, bare, vulnerable. Home where love is for real. Wonderfully challenging. And rewarding. And delightful. Follow Me on Pinterest

And I would not trade it for the world.

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Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann Voskamp

#401 The freedom to worship God freely

#400 My son’s race well finished

#399 An unexpected hour all to myself

#398 A lazy Sunday afternoon

Sometimes, I link up with any or all of these wonderful writers: Hearts 4 HomeSDG,  Hearts Reflected, WLW, EOA, Things I can’t say, Growing HomePlay Dates with GodMonday Musings, Hear it on SundayInspire Me Monday, Tell me a Story, The Better Mom, a Mama’s StoryInto the WordIn and Around Mondays,OYHT, Gratituesday, Titus2Tuesdays, ExtraordinayLessons from IvyDenise in BloomSweet BlessingsFaith Filled Friday, Finding JoySimply Helping Him

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8 comments

  1. Hi sister

    “But at any time, I can push a button and make them all disappear for an hour, a day, a week or forever” —- Are those lines true – from your heart

    you are like an electromagnet, but we are like the iron pieces around you, waiting for a electric current to pass in you

    reply truly from heart for this.

    reg
    Balaji

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  2. This is great! Enjoy the good and delete the bad. Wish we could do that in so many areas of life. And yes, home is the best place. Merry Christmas to you and those who will visit your home.

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  3. What a wonderful way to view your home and your man 🙂
    I’m really glad you linked this up at the last matrimonial monday!

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