My word for 2018 is FREEDOM. That word has a lot of meanings for me. First and foremost, ACTUAL freedom! I spent a lot of time in my twenties actually locked up. Freedom from addiction. Freedom from others opinions. (SO FREEING) Freedom in MY SAVIOR AND KING! Freedom from approval of anyone. But I feel bound some days too. Bound by failure. Bound by the enemy trying to get in. Bound by the past. Bound by things that totally confuse or overwhelm me. Being in my forties I feel like I see so many things more clearly. How incredibly hard some days can be. How incredibly joyful others can be. How some days are a mixture of both. If you are a mama or married or breathing for that matter then you know. December was full of joys and special moments. The boys putting out cookies and milk for Santa and spreading reindeer food on the lawn. Us all going to my aunt Brenda's on Christmas Eve like we have done all my life. The joy of Christmas morning. Dinner at Meme and Grampy's house and cooking and eating all those yummy casseroles and southern foods. Some things I'll always remember. Holden singing "Celebrate Celebrate Jesus is BORN" at his pre school show while throwing his arms way in the air and bobbing up and down. Tanner dressing up as Santa daily and acting out scenes complete with toy bag and beard. The elves and the joy of the boys finding them daily in new spots. Making Florida snow and building Gingerbread houses. The boys love tradition and love love going on black Friday to Lowes like we do EVERY year and getting our tree. THIS YEAR WE HAD A BEAUTIFUL ONE! AND Tanner will always always say " MOMMY the only thing we buy on black Friday is our tree right?" The boys helping daddy put up the lights and Tanner helping me with all our glorious ornaments. We really have started accumulating quiet the collection. Going to the candlelight service at church. OUR FAVE was the drums this year. So fun! YES December was fun. We enjoyed having daddy around. I LOVE CHRISTMAS and especially appreciate our home and togetherness. I sure do love my boys. But the day to day ain't always easy!! I wrote a poem and read it on Christmas Eve. Here it is:
RAISING BOYS BY: Mendy Spivey
Raising little boys is tough and tiring
From jumping off couches to nerf gun firing
My Boys love their mamas a whole whole lot
Always giving me gifts like pine cones and rocks
My dresser is FULL of all these things and more
They are precious treasures that can’t be bought from a store
I’m busy. I’m exhausted. There is always work to be done.
But little boys are special and a whole ton of fun!
From Tanner dressing up like Santa and a building a sleigh w his dad.
To Holden having Grinch day at school and preschool fun to be had
I’m so thrilled I’m able to be a part of all that my boys do
Mommies everywhere I’m sure all feel that way too
Billy and I had prayed for a child, God heard and gave us Tan.
Then three years later he blessed us again with another sweet little man.
Karate and cub scouts are what these boys are up to
wolf pack and on the mat are what they like to do
My boys are 8 and 5 and we have some favorite things we enjoy
From playing with their bey blades, BIKE RIDING and lots of other funky toys
Life is going fast the days are long but short are the years
so ill be sure and soak it up and enjoy ALL the Christmas CHEER!!
2018. Be uplifting. Be FREE!
