Giving Thanks…

Wow – It’s Thanksgiving 2015, and the last post I wrote was in February. This year has been wild – twice now I thought I would defend my dissertation…just joking…Defense set for Spring 2016.
IMG_1602The boys got confirmed, that was one big IMG_0256 (1)thing off my to-do list. Tim was confirmed on Easter Saturday and Joel confirmed in June with his grandparents here. So many Blessings watching the boys grow into their own Spirituality.

 

IMG_0752The Parents were here for the Summer and it was glorious; as well as Colleen, Graham and the boys. So many SAFA’s coming through this year. SO glorious and amazing…

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saw the klomp from church under the leadership of Lee-Ann and BertieIMG_0425…and met Lorenzo…I’m really happy about that one…

and then young Bradley is the latest…tIMG_0461here is hope for South Africa. I refuse to believe otherwise.

And I introduced the ‘rents to that man…it was more than a little chaos in a teacup…but life is good. It’s not a thing, yet, strangely, weirdly it is…I

IMG_1236don’t always know how to articulate it except that it’s been over 2 years and it is a comforting consortium.

Firstborn has excelled and has been accepted into his first college. He makes me so proud by excelling both academically and psycho-emotionally and on the football field. I love watching the man he is becoming grow.

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And Secondson is also such a source of joy – growing into himself and stretching himself on an academic level and socio-emotionally too. Can’t wait to go through the college process with him.

I completed the NYC marathon in 7h 40 min. I IMG_3935made it and I am exceptionally proud of myself. I did it – I have the temerity and strength of Spirit to get it done. And with it, all challenges that come before me.

As this year progressed the dissertation writing has made me crazier than ever and dunked me into an emotional maelstrom. I am particularly grateful to my parents, my brother, the boys, the twisted sisters and that man. They all listen, they pray, they encourage and they keep me from the edge. I am grateful indeed.