My ten year class reunion is coming up next week. It’s hard to believe that it’s been that long in some ways, but in other ways it seems like it’s been an eternity. We thought this would be a good time to do a couple of posts about us to catch some of you up that may not know our stories, where we came from and how we got here (and how we managed to have four kids in a matter of seven years, whew!).
I had a wonderful childhood growing up in the town we currently live in with my two parents and one brother who is eight years older. I loved elementary school and desperately disliked middle school. I was saved at the age of nine (mom can correct me if this is wrong) and attended a church about thirty minutes from our home where my grandfather was the pastor. High school was kind of a mixed bag for me although I was always a good student and made pretty good grades. I was not a fan of math classes or science but always loved classes that included lots of discussion like English class. I had several close friends but didn’t tend to hang out with a large group of kids at one time. I struggled at this point in my life, trying to stay on a Christ honoring track as well as developing high school friendships. This is when I decided to immerse myself in the one thing that I enjoyed the most, softball.
David and I met when I was in the 10th grade. Our first “date” was at a softball game which I was playing in immediately followed by a trip to Burger King, we were introduced by mutual friends. We did attend the same high school although we had never really met before this. David soon graduated and went away to school and I was still in high school. I graduated high school, David left school and got a “real” job I went to a private university to study business a couple of hours from home. I soon decided I did not like dorm life and also realized that I was a homebody. I came home and did some time at a local community college studying graphic design while working first at a bridal store and then at a daycare (God bless any daycare workers out there). I was frustrated at this point in my life. I felt that as much as I prayed for God to lead me in the direction he would have me to go, I never could get a clear picture of what that was.
Jump ahead about a year. David and I had plans to get married. I was then working at a local Chiropractic office and David was in the process of changing jobs. He was going from a traveling job to working at a local private university. We were married in the year 2000, we went on a lovely honeymoon to Europe and France, we lived in an apartment, and soon begin looking to buy our first home. We continued to attend the church I had grown up in. After moving into our first home, still in the same town, we found out we were expecting B1.
In our first home we met a couple that are still very close friends of ours. B1 was born in 2002. After taking about 6 months off I went back to the same office working part-time. Our new neighbors soon found out they two were expecting their first and then guess what? We found out we were expecting B2, yes B1 was three months old! Our three boys grew up together for a couple of years, and we made a lasting friendship.
Our first house soon shrunk, and we were in the market for a bigger one. We proceeded to move about 20 minutes away to a bigger house in a not so great school district, but we had plans for private school. B1 was quickly approaching school age when we realized that 1. we were ready for another child and 2. we could not afford private school for three kids. After moving back to our hometown and finding out we were expecting again, B1 started public school in what we considered an acceptable school district. About this time a very wise women at church was telling me about how she had told her daughter that sometimes God doesn’t lead you toward a certain profession or job because he simply has other plans for you, this stuck with me. B3 was born right before B1 started Kindergarten. I did not go back to work after B3 was born. Our family went through difficult times as David and I lost three grandfathers between us. This was a trying time and a great time of loss.
About halfway through B1’s Kindergarten year we felt that God was leading us to home school. This was an unknown world to me. I did not know anyone that home schooled, I did not know how to home school, I didn’t even know if I wanted to home school. In our new neighborhood who would we met but one lovely family that home schooled their two children, coincidence I’m sure ;). We talked with this family, we read books, and most importantly we prayed; then we begin homeschooling when B1 was in the first grade and B2 in Kindergarten.
David acknowledged his calling to preach in the fall of 2008 after months of struggling with it. God has and continues to do great things in his life preparing him for what he has in store for him. Our family relationships went through many changes during this time, most of the were good. Both B1 and B2 accepted Christ into their lives during this time and our family saw many blessings. We also found out we were expecting B4.
That brings us to today. We are enjoying our four children and the many other blessings that we have seen in our lives. We are a homeschooling family, we are a close family, and we are a family that desires above all to do the things that God would have us to do with our lives. We’ve come a long way since high school and that’s a good thing I have no desire to go back. I can’t wait to see the things that God has in store for us for the future. It’s been an exciting journey so far.
As we near a birthday for one of my dear grandfathers that passed away, I’ll share a picture of him with B1 and B2.