I am a woman who lives to seek a sense of wonder in my days.
I work with students who don’t quite ‘fit’ the mold that is school. I desire most to see them graduate high school without having lost hope for their future, and with a sense that someone who works at school likes them, for who they are, not for what they can do.
I am a mom of three earthly children (and five treasures in heaven). Our two daughters are beautiful (from the inside out), and our son ponders life so deeply, he is a natural philosopher. If I am on this Earth for no other reason, it is more than enough that my purpose be to be their mom. They provide for me oodles of experiences of wonder, every day.
I am a wife for more than half my life. I know no other existence anymore. He is my best friend, and my greatest foe. Our marriage is a daily example of contrasts and similarities. We finish each others sentences, one minute, and cannot agree on how to make the bed, the next. We live, and love in comfort, and in agony. We are a ‘real’ married couple, and I expect I will die in his arms.
I co-own and co-habitat with a beast. She makes me wonder … I wonder why in heaven’s name I believed my kids when they ‘promised’ that I would ‘never’ have to do anything to care for a dog, if I’d just say yes … I am a fool! But, when I scratch her head, and she looks up at me with her big brown eyes … I’m convinced she’s the ‘Human Whisperer’, and that she can see all that I cannot, would not show the rest of the world.
I am a child of God. And His creation causes me daily wonder. His love for me causes me to wonder even more. His provision of redemption, for my very human being, makes me wonder at how great He is.
That’s me, in a nutshell.
He who can no longer pause to wonder
and stand rapt in awe,
is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.”