Now that I've been home in Utah, really home, things are starting to slow down so I can start the process for job and apartment hunting. Neither of these are an easy task. Especially when you add children into the mixture. Of course, I would never trade in my children to make my life easier, not that I don't on occasion fantasize about it. Of course, this only lasts about 2 seconds before I realize how much I would really miss the laughter and the love that can only come from your child. It's special to be somebody's parent. My kids stand up for me. Nobody can call me names, tease me, my own mom can't even tell me to take a shower with out my daughter saying, "My mom smells sweet, she doesn't need to shower." I just love that!
My Christy has been gone for the past two weeks. She will be with her dad until tomorrow. It's just been one - on - one with Wesley. I have enjoyed every second of our special time. He will be leaving to be at dad's for two weeks on Monday morning. I am excited as can be to have special time with my Christy, but I will miss my son so so much. He's a momma's boy. And I'm that boy's momma!
There are many things about Utah that I have missed. The beauty of the mountains. The waterfalls, the nature. My parents, my sisters and my brother. My wonderful friends. The fireworks!! There is something very special about finding those special friends. I've been mostly lucky in that department. I've written about our Thursday dinners before. And although they don't always happen on a Thursday, they are almost every week. I love being with good people, who love me and accept me just the way that I am. Those people can sometimes be hard to find.
As much as I am loving being back in Utah, I am missing a lot about California. For one thing, Comic Con is happening this week. I missed the Chuck Tweet-up Party, at which the cast showed up. Gah! The nerve of some people, having a Chuck party without me! ;-)
Last night as I was lamenting and throwing a mini fit over missing this grand festivity, I realized, I'm not really missing Chuck, Comic Con or California. I am really missing my Ramona Walking Buddy. But I don't like to get too sensitive, because I might cry, so Comic Con seemed a good cover up.
Ashley and I met in church. My first Sunday in that ward, I didn't know why, but I just felt the second she walked into Relief Society, that we HAD to be friends. I smiled at her and waved. Probably several times. She thought I was some weird-o that wouldn't leave her alone! I was nervous about being in a new ward, town...State! A few weeks into my move, I got a job. But my job didn't pay regularly and I was barely making it. Ashley took my two littles in while I worked. And knowing I didn't have any money, she allowed me to pay her as I got paid. I feel horrible sometimes about it, she often would watch them for little to nothing, and she included their lunch and snacks. Our children learned to play together. And as I would hang out for hours after work, we seemed to bond really well. We had a lot in common. Our longing to be at home with our children, our creativity (even though we express our creativity through other outlets), our love of cooking/baking, our poverty, and our carlessness. Often, she would take me out with her foodstamps and buy my groceries, and I would take what little money I had earned from that week, and buy her diapers and wipes. Mind you, we walked to the grocery store or Kmart to purchase all of these things. We walked to WIC offices together, trying to tame our toddlers. Our 4 children (and her one on the way - Ollie) were naughty most of the time. I'm sure some wondered how we did it. We wondered how we did it. Burger King closed their playground. (I'm quite certain our toddlers had something to do with it's demise...)
Ashely is a wonderful friend. She is always kind, optimistic and positive. She's always baking something, even when it's 110 degrees outside and her children are driving her crazy.
She gardens and sows, even into the wee hours of the morning. She definitely deserves the crown of Domestic Goddess. She's the friend that I know I can call on anytime, even at 2am and know that she will listen, completely. She's the friend that came and flushed my dead goldfish, and cleaned out the cupboards that contained a mouse, because I was too chicken to do it. She's the friend who said, "Of course you can do it" When I said that I was done. She believed in me always, even when I couldn't see anything.
I believe that the kind of person you are is reflected in your children. Ashley's children (along with being normal little rambunctious boys) are very kind-hearted. Always wanting to be their best, even when it's hard for them to be. I miss sweet little Caillou's heart felt, "Can I come play at your house?", "Will you come with me", etc..
Just a few days before I had to leave, I stopped by to check on little Ollie real quick before I had to head to a family gathering. When I got inside, Caillou came running straight out of the tub to see me. Great big smile. And Jasper was calling me. "Aimee Aimee" I have never in my life felt so loved, besides my own children of course. These boys are such angels. And just like my children, their horns are holding up those halos. :-)
Every problem we have had has either been solved or been made into something severely comical. Several times we wished for a video camera to film all of our adventures. I'm pretty sure a major network would have picked up our reality show in an instant. We are worth it! There was never, ever a dull moment when we got together. I love our little stitched together family. Yes, in the end of my little Ramona adventure, that is what she became. Ashley was more than just a friend, she was a Godsend. She was a sister. Those boys are just like my nephews. They are a major part of my family. They always will be.
I still don't understand all the reasons God had me go to Ramona, but I will be happy even if it was just to learn, and grow and laugh and gain a sister in all the process.
You're the best, Ashley!
I am so lucky to have such wonderful friends in my life, and even more so to have quite a few of them.
"Yesterday brought the beginning, tomorrow brings the end, and somewhere in the middle we became the best of friends. ~Author Unknown"
My Christy has been gone for the past two weeks. She will be with her dad until tomorrow. It's just been one - on - one with Wesley. I have enjoyed every second of our special time. He will be leaving to be at dad's for two weeks on Monday morning. I am excited as can be to have special time with my Christy, but I will miss my son so so much. He's a momma's boy. And I'm that boy's momma!
There are many things about Utah that I have missed. The beauty of the mountains. The waterfalls, the nature. My parents, my sisters and my brother. My wonderful friends. The fireworks!! There is something very special about finding those special friends. I've been mostly lucky in that department. I've written about our Thursday dinners before. And although they don't always happen on a Thursday, they are almost every week. I love being with good people, who love me and accept me just the way that I am. Those people can sometimes be hard to find.
As much as I am loving being back in Utah, I am missing a lot about California. For one thing, Comic Con is happening this week. I missed the Chuck Tweet-up Party, at which the cast showed up. Gah! The nerve of some people, having a Chuck party without me! ;-)
Last night as I was lamenting and throwing a mini fit over missing this grand festivity, I realized, I'm not really missing Chuck, Comic Con or California. I am really missing my Ramona Walking Buddy. But I don't like to get too sensitive, because I might cry, so Comic Con seemed a good cover up.
Ashley and I met in church. My first Sunday in that ward, I didn't know why, but I just felt the second she walked into Relief Society, that we HAD to be friends. I smiled at her and waved. Probably several times. She thought I was some weird-o that wouldn't leave her alone! I was nervous about being in a new ward, town...State! A few weeks into my move, I got a job. But my job didn't pay regularly and I was barely making it. Ashley took my two littles in while I worked. And knowing I didn't have any money, she allowed me to pay her as I got paid. I feel horrible sometimes about it, she often would watch them for little to nothing, and she included their lunch and snacks. Our children learned to play together. And as I would hang out for hours after work, we seemed to bond really well. We had a lot in common. Our longing to be at home with our children, our creativity (even though we express our creativity through other outlets), our love of cooking/baking, our poverty, and our carlessness. Often, she would take me out with her foodstamps and buy my groceries, and I would take what little money I had earned from that week, and buy her diapers and wipes. Mind you, we walked to the grocery store or Kmart to purchase all of these things. We walked to WIC offices together, trying to tame our toddlers. Our 4 children (and her one on the way - Ollie) were naughty most of the time. I'm sure some wondered how we did it. We wondered how we did it. Burger King closed their playground. (I'm quite certain our toddlers had something to do with it's demise...)
Ashely is a wonderful friend. She is always kind, optimistic and positive. She's always baking something, even when it's 110 degrees outside and her children are driving her crazy.
She gardens and sows, even into the wee hours of the morning. She definitely deserves the crown of Domestic Goddess. She's the friend that I know I can call on anytime, even at 2am and know that she will listen, completely. She's the friend that came and flushed my dead goldfish, and cleaned out the cupboards that contained a mouse, because I was too chicken to do it. She's the friend who said, "Of course you can do it" When I said that I was done. She believed in me always, even when I couldn't see anything.
I believe that the kind of person you are is reflected in your children. Ashley's children (along with being normal little rambunctious boys) are very kind-hearted. Always wanting to be their best, even when it's hard for them to be. I miss sweet little Caillou's heart felt, "Can I come play at your house?", "Will you come with me", etc..
Just a few days before I had to leave, I stopped by to check on little Ollie real quick before I had to head to a family gathering. When I got inside, Caillou came running straight out of the tub to see me. Great big smile. And Jasper was calling me. "Aimee Aimee" I have never in my life felt so loved, besides my own children of course. These boys are such angels. And just like my children, their horns are holding up those halos. :-)
Every problem we have had has either been solved or been made into something severely comical. Several times we wished for a video camera to film all of our adventures. I'm pretty sure a major network would have picked up our reality show in an instant. We are worth it! There was never, ever a dull moment when we got together. I love our little stitched together family. Yes, in the end of my little Ramona adventure, that is what she became. Ashley was more than just a friend, she was a Godsend. She was a sister. Those boys are just like my nephews. They are a major part of my family. They always will be.
I still don't understand all the reasons God had me go to Ramona, but I will be happy even if it was just to learn, and grow and laugh and gain a sister in all the process.
You're the best, Ashley!
I am so lucky to have such wonderful friends in my life, and even more so to have quite a few of them.
"Yesterday brought the beginning, tomorrow brings the end, and somewhere in the middle we became the best of friends. ~Author Unknown"
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