Sahm I Am - By Meredith Efken Page 0,32
and it’s quickly becoming the family’s favorite holiday tradition.
Ministering to the less fortunate is much more satisfying than dining in the lap of luxury, don’t you think?
Thanking God for all of you,
Rosalyn Ebberly
SAHM I Am Loop Moderator
“She looks well to the ways of her household, and does not eat the bread of idleness.”
Proverbs 31:27 (NASB)
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From:
Zelia Muzuwa
To:
“Green Eggs and Ham”
Subject:
Re: Rosalyn’s totw
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She should have changed her signature line to…
“…and does not eat the Turkey of Gluttony, nor the cranberry sauce, nor the mashed potatoes, nor the corn on the cob, yams, or dinner rolls, and most DEFINITELY NOT the pumpkin pie, poor virtuous, blessed (and hungry) woman that she is…”
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From:
Dulcie Huckleberry
To:
SAHM I Am
Subject:
Happy Monday Morning!
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It’s almost 10 a.m. and I’ve been in shock for the past two hours! Guess who showed up on my doorstep at 8 this morning? TOM!
I open the door and there he is, in the snow I haven’t shoveled off the front stoop yet, holding out three long-stem roses. Okay, so they’re the kind you get from a gas station for a buck a piece, but still…
“Happy Thanksgiving,” he says with that lopsided naughty-boy grin of his. Mmm…
“You’re not supposed to be here until Wednesday night,” is all I can manage, because I am truly brilliant sometimes.
“You know I like to be early. You’ll let me in anyway, won’t you?”
I try to tell myself I am still mad at him for the weekend, but you know, it IS a new week. Can’t hold on to grudges forever. And besides, he looks soooo good. I just throw myself into his arms, and the roses drop onto the porch beside us. We kiss while he opens the screen door, we kiss while we stumble over the threshold, kiss our way into the living room, and while he takes off his coat. And just as we are getting to the couch, we hear a little mousy voice.
“Daddy?” says McKenzie, looking cute in her fleecy blanket sleeper. She’s interrupting the first romantic interlude I’ve had in weeks, but…cute. “Why you trying to eat my mommy?”
I bury my face in the cushions and squeal, but Tom answers, as smooth as chocolate, “’Cause I didn’t have breakfast yet. Can I eat you?”
He drops to his hands and knees on the floor and starts toward her, so she shrieks and runs around the room, him chasing her. When he catches her, he tickles her. Hearing both of them laughing brings tears to my eyes. Why can’t it always be this way? :)
Turns out, he felt so bad about not coming home over the weekend that he decided to actually take the next THREE days off, and he left at five this morning to come home. He’ll be home all week! Thing is, I have no idea what I’m going to do with him. I’m not used to having him around that much, and I got most of the housecleaning done without him. But it is GOOD to have him home!
Dulcie
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From:
Zelia Muzuwa
To:
Dulcie Huckleberry
Subject:
Re: [SAHM I AM] Happy Monday Morning
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Uh, Dulcie, babe…WAY too much information! :) But I’m glad he’s home. Have a great holiday!
Z
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From:
The Millards
To:
SAHM I Am
Subject:
Tyler
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Dear friends,
Please pray for us. We just found out from our doctor that our son, Tyler, who is 8 years old, has juvenile rheumatoid arthritis, which explains why he has been having so many aches and pains lately. It’s not life-threatening, but it will probably continue to be painful for quite a while, and he may have to have medication and therapy for several years or more.
I just reread what I’ve written and it sounds so clinical, so calm. But I’m really not calm at all. I’m completely overwhelmed! This is my little boy! The one who thrives on tae kwon do and soccer. He won’t be able to continue sports at all, I don’t think. And I have a stack of pamphlets about the disorder, medication, physical therapy and other companion disorders. I can’t even comprehend that something like this is happening, much less act like the adult in the situation. I want to sit down and cry, but I’m afraid of how that would make Tyler feel. He’s already a little scared, and I want