Our House
For those of you that have not been over in a while... here is our house.
This is the room that you see when you first enter, (the front door is to the left and around the corner, the sliding glass door leads to the patio)
We have finished painting and are working on installing the wood floors. (See below)
The furniture is coming in 2 weeks.... we might actually make it.
Eleven down, One to go
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Confucius
I would like to announce that I have one class left... that is right one class. It starts on monday, is online and will be over on June 23. Once that is complete, all I have is two 40 page papers to wade through and I will have a masters degree.
The anticipation surrounding the completion of my masters is second only to the anticipation surrounding us being done with our house projects. What will it be like to come home and night and have nothing to do? I don't know, it has been three years since I have had the luxury. The hedonistic joy of coming home and reading a book, going out on a school night, goofing off on a weekend... I get dizzy even thinking about it.
When we all get to Heaven...
For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God:
Ephesians 2:8
Alice Mabel Bloom died last Tuesday. She was 100 years old and had lived a full life. She had 14 grandchildren & 35 great- grandchildren. My Grandfather died 4 months before I was born, so she lived alone for the last 35 years.
When I was little, we used to visit her every sunday after church when she lived at her house on 38th and Nokomis. Where we would play "button button who's got the button" and eat chow mein. I feel sorry that I didn't make more time to be with her and learn more about her life. She has seen so much, in her 100 years, the changes from 1905 to 2006 are overwhelming when you take the time to think about it.
She was able to be at my wedding, and came to our reception on the boat, when I spoke to her last fall, she said that the trip up the Mississippi was the most exciting thing she had ever done in her life. Words cannot describe how much that means to me.
Death is hard for the people that are left behind, even when you know it is going to happen. I know that she is happy now, outside of her frail and failing body, her spirit is surely in heaven, where she is with Grandpa and Jesus.
For those of you that have not been over in a while... here is our house.
For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God:
