Sweet Child of Mine

A belated Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year!

Yes, it’s really been a few months since my last post.  And wow. There was alot of drama that I missed writing about. Trump as President of the United States?  Truly never saw that coming.  George Michael and Princess Leia passed away.  Still processing.  Moving on…….

Our sweet little guy just turned nine (9) years old this past Sunday.  Can you believe it? It seems like just yesterday we were celebrating his arrival.  Time passes so quickly when they are young, literally…. and if you blink, you’ll miss it.

As you can see my mind and thoughts are all over the place. Bruce just turned 9! Tori is getting married in 3 months!  Vincent just got a promotion, Trump is PRESIDENT! (NOPE, not going to go there yet,  still processing)…….life and time just keep ticking on and it’s going by so fast, so incredibly fast!!! I wish that time was attached to a rope and that when things are spinning out of control that we could just pull on that rope and get time to stop…just for a minute, and that we could really take the TIME to enjoy the here and the now without always heading towards what is next.  Does that make any sense?

So back to Bruce’s birthday, this year, he asked for an art party.  He’s really into sketching “robotic, hybrid dinosaurs”. His drawings are really amazing and he wanted to share his love of colors and paints with his friends.  The party was at the Van Gogh museum and it was really a cool set up, I’m so happy that we were able to find a perfect venue for the vision our little artist had in mind.  As I was planning the party there seemed to be so much to do, invitations, gift bags, rsvp’s etc.  At the end of the day, the actual party day went by so quickly, all was great and what seemed like weeks of planning just came and went in a “poof”! Finally learning, not to stress about these things, the best part, the most important part was that he enjoyed a day with friends to celebrate his birthday.  Perfect.  No matter where, what kind of party it was, that was what was most important, right? Noted.

While we have been celebrating Bruce’s birthday the past week, we were also in mourning for his 7  year old cousin who passed away almost two weeks ago.  Living abroad has shielded Bruce from feeling this loss too greatly, as we left the US when he was just two (2) years old and have only been back a few times.  Certainly not enough times to visit properly and nurture a close relationship with his cousins. This death has been a rude awakening for me.  I need to do better to take us “home” more often and open the door to Bruce getting to know extended family better.  While I am glad that Bruce isn’t feeling the sorrow of losing a cousin close in age, I am also sad that they will now never get the chance to know each other.  It’s been a bitter sweet past couple of weeks. Christina, Jett’s mother, has a special place in my heart, and I ask your prayers to help her get thru this difficult time. Sending her love and hugs and I hope to spend time with her this summer.

My mind is all over the place, and now thoughts are on my eldest today. Tori has a birthday next month and a wedding in three! Do you see what I mean about time just getting  away from me? All of a sudden I only have three months to get in “mother of the bride” shape and find and fit into something fabulous for the big day.  The big day, Tori’s wedding!!!!!!! Excited beyond words.  That’s a whole other post in the making.

Anyway, I don’t feel like I said goodbye to 2016 properly.  We did alot of traveling, neighbours became friends, friends moved away, old friends are now here in the Netherlands, and are within visiting distance, Bruce is becoming more independent, and did I mention my Tori is getting married?  Life is just happening and things are changing and the lyrics to one of my favorite songs,”right here right now, there is no other place I’d rather be”,  are playing in my head. Because no matter what is going on all around us, right here, right now is most important to me, trying to hang on to the good, the “happy”, and most of all trying to be always grateful, never take for granted, all the blessings in my life.

With that in mind, I have to run. It’s Friday, gotta hit the Amstelveen outdoor market, and get ready for our freezing cold weekend.

Love you all!

Till next time,

Cynthia

 

 

 

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