This is a tale of two practically perfect days.
A week ago last Friday was our traditional family fall outing to Apple Hill and when I came home that evening I posted my status on my face book account that it was the end of a “practically perfect” day!
We got up early on the first cool crisp morning of the fall…made a quick Starbucks stop for a Pumpkin Spice Latte and we were off. Highlights –
- touring the historic town of Coloma – I love history!
- panning for gold on the American River
- a delicious picnic lunch at Apple Hill overlooking the beautiful mountainside and trout pond
- enjoying the fall weather and colors while making memories with my children
- yummy caramel apples
- a leisurely drive down the hill watching the first rain of the season come down on the windshield and blaring music loud in the van while singing along!
- coming home to a warm bowl of cheddar cheese soup with several friends joining around the festive fall candlelit table before heading out to the perfect Friday night activity – a Jim Elliot football game (bonus – they won!) and having my teenage girls want to sit with their Mom and Dad. 🙂
- and finally enjoying a freshly baked apple pie ala mode on the couch with Joy – my 5 year old “night girl” (the only one that didn’t “crash” before the pie was done)
I lay down to sleep that night perfectly content that I had enjoyed a thoroughly memorable day with my favorite people on earth doing some of my favorite things and enjoying some of my favorite foods.
The next “practically perfect” day was last Tuesday when life as I knew it stopped. Instead of going, going, going from dawn to dusk – homeschooling the girls, driving to and from a multitude of sporting events and practices (we currently have three soccer players, two volleyball players and a cross country runner), tutoring a dear friends son, taking Grace to reading class and Rebekah to play rehearsal (I drive over 75 miles every Tuesday) and in between trying to keep up with my work for Creative Memories, Jim Elliot Christian High School, Cornerstone Co-op Administraton on top of being a Mom/Wife (getting food for all to eat, managing the house and getting in a quick phone call to the college daughter and having a conversation and a goodnight kiss with the dear darling hubby) – everything came to a screeching halt when baby Daniel was in the hospital and my life was quickly pared down to one assignment – being Daniel’s mommy.
And I have to say despite the staph infection, the hospital surroundings and the lack of sleep it truly was a practically perfect day!
- We cuddled, cuddled and cuddled some more!
- We ate all our meals together (cooked, delivered & cleaned up by someone else – bonus!). We read books, played ball and watched cartoons together.
- We even chatted on the phone together to big sister in New York.
- And while he napped I read my online devotions and daily Bible reading (that I sometimes try to say I am too busy to read….excuses, excuses) and I prayed.
- My friends took over my life – driving my girls to their practices, tutoring schedules & rehearsals. They brought me a pumpkin spice latte from Starbucks and fed my family delicious home cooked meals. And everything the “needed” to get done for JECHS, CM and co-op just didn’t happen. And you know what? Life went on.
As I laid in the crib/cage that night scrunched up next to my precious little boy I was fully content that my day had been so simple and truly enjoyable – just caring for my son and time with my Lord, a few visits from dear friends, my girls and the love of my life.
You may be thinking – “how can being in the hospital with your very sick child be a practically perfect day?” It is because I believe that truly is not what happens in your life each and everyday that counts – it is how you view it and how you respond that makes the difference. I choose to see and live life not through “rose colored glasses” as the saying goes but through the filter of Gods word that says –
“All things work together for good for those who love the Lord and are called according to His purpose.”
“This is the day that the Lord has made…Iet us rejoice and be glad in it!”
“In everything give thanks for this is Gods will for you in Christ Jesus.”
“Rejoice in the Lord always again I say rejoice.”
Two very different days but both practically perfect in many ways. It is all in how you see it – a lesson we could all take to heart and teach to our children.






















and the grandeur of the Cathedral of Annunciation. I could drive around the Miracle Mile and Victory Park residential areas for hours looking at the lovely unique homes on the beautiful tree lined streets while my daughters point out which houses they would want to live in “someday.”

















