My soul melts away for sorrow; strengthen me according to your word!

This is my comfort in my affliction, that your promise gives me life. (Psalm 119:28, 50 ESV)

Thursday, May 18, 2017

Where I'm at...All I Ever Wanted Was a Croissant

This photo...isn't it sweet? Kenna took it for me the evening of Mother's Day.

That was a good day. An early morning walk in cool and windy weather; breakfast cooked by my husband; actually sitting through a whole church service; a yummy crock-pot lunch; a giant paper sack card with markered messages from my kids (I may need to go over the yellow and orange ones with pen so I can read them again someday, lol); some afternoon down time; a relaxed outing with the family (complete with the inevitable meltdown from the 3yo who decided he didn't want to walk after all); and some uninterrupted cuddle time with my baby girl, who melted my heart by grasping my finger with hers. (A privilege not to be taken lightly--her fists are still tightly clasped most of the time.) is a hard day. Not so much physically; Verity seems to be resigned to her new boots-n-bar fate (that's a blog post for another time). But emotionally. Mentally. Spiritually. Well, yes, physically too, because all of this is so exhausting. I just want to sleep.

There is much I could write. Much I have wanted to process through writing. Much I am willing to share...when I can. But for now, I will share this...

[If you haven't yet read or heard the "Welcome to Holland" parable, please read it first. It's very short.]

This response by a special-needs mama, "It's Not Holland," so perfectly captures what our lives are like nowadays. It is also very short.

Once you read this, you'll understand what I mean when I say that today is a day when I'm shouting inside, "All I ever wanted was a croissant!"


  1. Oh, Bev, this is a beautiful post. A beautiful picture. May the Lord bless you and give you a great and awesome day.

  2. Sweet baby! I wish there could be some way for me to go there and give her kisses and cuddles myself, but since I can't, I'll have to let her Mama, Daddy and big brothers & sisters hie them for me. I'm proud to be related to her! I show my friends her photos, and they al admire her. Miss Verity, you've got a fan club out here! 😄🤒

  3. Beverly, I'm so pleased that she was able to take hold of your finger; that's the photo I love most! It melted my heart, & after seeing all her photos, there isn't much left of it by now. 😄 Lord, You'll have to replace it; it's melting fast!

  4. I am just now getting around to reading this. Along with the two Holland articles. True, I would say. There is joy in the journey... but split moments that get covered so fast with that sand! And oh, a buttery croissant. Thankful for some who have gone before and can write it out when its hard to find the words to explain the here and now. Carry on Momma, thank you for loving ALL your babies so well. Thanks for choosing to share Verity with so many. That takes a lot of effort.