Hannah is here...

and I am overcome with awe and wonder at the goodness and generosity of God! What a tiny, beautiful little thing she is! Her parents are enjoying every minute of the journey the three of them have begun, even the icky parts. Kevin said, " I love changing her diapers! I'm not neutral about it, I love doing it!" When I asked him why he loves it, he said, "Because she's my daughter!" I love holding her, gazing into those dark blue eyes, steady as they can be, telling her how much her Ronie loves her. Her Papi is smitten; he's walking around like a teenager with a first crush, repeating her name every few minutes. Can't wait till we get to visit her again!

Taking the Plunge!

After months of urgings from my friend Joan and my daughters, I'm jumping into the world of blogging... I guess the impending state of grandmotherhood has pushed me into reflection in a way nothing else could do. These days there's a heightened sense of wonder, blessing, amazement, legacy that surrounds me as I go through my routine. So it seems fitting that it's a good time to begin to record some of the thoughts that I find floating through my head.

My children! What an incredible group of young adults they are! Six unique, beautiful, intelligent, gifted, funny, accomplished, loving, Christ-followers. For my birthday they gave me a gorgeous, huge, framed art piece that quotes III John 4: "I have no greater joy than to know that my children walk in the truth." Absolutely the best birthday present ever!

I just spent a week in Santa Fe NM with Kristen and Karen, and then a week in Orlando with Kevin and his tennis teams. A mom shouldn't have so much fun! And the food! Amazing southwestern cuisine in Santa Fe! Blue corn tortillas, red and green chiles, a cooking class at the Santa Fe School of Cooking (see picture). Chicken stuffed with goat cheese and peppers in a raspberry chipotle sauce, jicama slaw, and roasted butternut squash with potatoes, caramelized onions, and garlic.


The food in Orlando wasn't so exciting, but that was my own fault, because I was the chef! The Tigers were quite appreciative, though, and ate like it was haute cuisine!

I'm happy about starting on this particular journey, although writing is like pulling teeth to me... not at all pleasant and actually pretty painful at times... I'll give it my best and hope occasionally to record something worthy of reading. This is enough for today...