I love love love mothers. I love how we love. I love watching a new mom with her new baby. It’s the richest kind of relationship, isn’t it? Being a mom opens up places within us that we didn’t even know we had. Deep Joy. Reverence. Fascination. Gratefulness.
And to be honest, I thought that is where I would live, in the Palace of Constant Wonder with my children.
I love new beginnings. I love fresh starts. My two daughters, Bridget and Malaysia, age 18, are starting off to college and I am truly excited for them.
Bridget is heading off to Fort Hays University and Malaysia will be going to WSU Tech while living at home.
This will be the first time my daughters will be separated from each other. And I’m delighted for both of them.
My feelings are happy and positive for my girls. I am not mourning or sad. And, to be honest, I questioned that. Why am I, the mother, only excited for my daughters? Is this a genuine emotion or is there a trap door of sadness within me?
Happy End of Summer, friends! My 12-year old has been telling me it’s NOT the beginning of the school year, it’s still summer. So happy end of summer!
Way in the beginning of the summer, I visited with a special young mother, Hannah Arnold. She shared with me all of the things about motherhood that I had somehow forgotten. The crazy kids doing all the things. The long nights and longer days.
Several weeks ago, I invited a mom of six small children into my home. Why did I want her to come over? I wanted to see if an idea I had was realistic or too idealistic.
See, I had been thinking about our world. Our Church is in crisis. I know that we, Christian families, are called to be a domestic church. (Everything starts with the family, don’t you think?)
The idea inspired me to focus in a different way in my own home, to think more intentionally, to truly see my home as a real, live, active church. But would that idea “work” in all homes? Would it be inspirational to a mom of many littles?
I am an idealist, a writer and a mother. That means I am not only working on ways to improve Home Doerneman, I always feel compelled to write about that process. I love thinking about the different ways to actively create a strong and beautiful family culture.
Now that my 8 children are older (and can all flush and brush by themselves), I have even more time to write but I don’t want to lose a sense of reality. That’s the danger, you know? I believe it is probably incredibly easy to lose sight of the juice-spilling, head banging stage.
Knowing that, I invited Hannah Arnold, mom of six children (in eight years), to come into my home and chat with me for an hour or so. I wanted to get her pulse and see if the ideas that I had in my head would float in her water.
Friends. As a mom of eight children, I have had some long years of mothering. However, I am beyond happy because I am now hitting The Reward Stage. My two girls (number 5 & 6) just graduated from high school. They are maturing and becoming. It is glorious to witness.
Two of my sons were married this year. Another is engaged. In my last post, I highlighted a bit about my son Mitchell’s new wife, Lucy. I wanted you to know her and be blessed by her witness. Read that post: Love, Marriage, and a Great Toast to Mothers Everywhere.
When my son Mitchell was leaving high school he told us that he was going to enter the seminary.
Now, that didn’t surprise me, at least on some levels. Mitch has this unique way about him; I once had a group of older women over for brunch and Mitch spent about an hour with us. Several of them told me later that they sort of wanted to confess their life story to Mitch. He has kind eyes and a safe-place-to-land type of heart.
So I knew he had some personality traits that would lend themselves quite well to the priesthood.
Friends, I love this life so very much. I love having eight children and I love that those eight children are older now and “making their way” in life. I have kids getting married and graduating from all sorts of places. That makes me happy.
My main focus in life is my family. And we have a busy May, with some monumental life changes happening. So that is why my blogging and other projects will slow down for a bit. I know you understand. That’s what we mothers must do.
Today's blog post is not written. I simply sat down at my microphone and recorded.
I did that because, truthfully, I have had kids home for days on end and I have not made the time to write this post. But I had some thoughts that I wanted to share, so I just shot from the hip. I hope you like this style of communicating.
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Lent begins Wednesday, February 17, 2021, and whether you are a Catholic or a non-Catholic Christian, it is a time to prepare yourself (and yours) for the Big Mystery: the Passion, Death and Resurrection of Jesus.
Now, for sure, there have been some Lenten experiences in my life that weren’t really well thought out. I was most likely in survival mode with my little family and well, that was just how it was, you know?
But now that my 8 kids can all flush and brush all by themselves, it’s nice to sit back and actually PLAN how we want to enter Lent.
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