As the end of August approaches, I find my emotions heightened and my sentimentality a little stronger than it normally is. It's not just the beginning of school, which is such a vivid reminder of the passage of time especially as it relates to the growing-up of my children. Neither is it only because of the hint of fall that can be felt in the air--the crispness as summer's humidity begins to subside, the coolness in the morning and evening--the undeniable reminder that the earth is still turning, and winter is on the way No, it's more than those things.
A big part of it has to do with what took place on August 28, two years ago. 8/28. The day we moved my dearly-loved mother into a nursing home. And also, coincidentally (or not), a much-needed reminder that, like Romans 8:28 tells us, God works for good through all things. Even moves to nursing homes.
August 28 of this year was a Sunday; and after our morning services, my family including my parents gathered at Country Cookin for lunch together. I didn't take a picture; but my heart was especially full of gratitude as I looked around the table and noticed, really noticed, all the dear faces, including, of course, my precious mother. She's gone downhill since her move to the nursing home, in terms of her abilities, but her heart and spirit are as joyful and loving as ever. What a gift.
Later that afternoon, she and Dad went by my sister's house who, I'm glad to say, had the presence of mind to snap a picture of her and my mother together. :)
Remembering my mother's move reminds me of the other events of August of 2014, the "season of loss" that I wrote about here.
But August brings happier memories, too, and they make me just as sentimental! :) The biggest one is what happened one year ago, when Josiah and David were baptized on a very, very special day. :) This year on August 30, we got out the Celebrate plate (David got it) and the funny face plate (Josiah had to settle for that) ;-), and we had mint brownies after supper (made almost entirely by David, and they were so good), and we celebrated their first spiritual birthday--a wonderful reason for rejoicing!
Meanwhile, life goes on, and so it did, all the way through the last days of August. We snuggled and played...
front flowerbed project, we found a visitor that had been carried in with the load of mulch. We welcomed him (or possibly her--at any rate, the kids named it "Judy Hops" so I suppose it must have been a girl) warmly (at one point, he or she was even loose inside the house, until I encouraged his or her hasty exit!) :), and the kids, after they got over their initial reluctance to hold him, had a ball holding him and playing with him (her, it...whatever).
While we bid farewell to Judy Hops, we did the same to the beautiful, nostalgic month of August. Onward to lovely September, and onward to the first birthday of a very beloved baby...coming soon!! :)