Wow! It’s been a whole year since I last wrote here.
I may have to change the name of this blog if this continues. Sometimes you just get interrupted by life and you don’t have a lot of time for luxuries like writing about it.
So what has happened in this last year that kept me so busy?
Well, let’s see.
I’ve been in the hospital for surgery at least a half dozen times.
I’m home schooling both of my children now.
I’ve spent a lot of time going to family funerals.
I have spent some time going to funerals of some neighbors and friends.
I’ve spent a lot of time trying to fix my house that was torn half-way apart from bad weather and hurricanes.
The family car is over 10 years old, and so I’ve spend a little time trying to keep it running (although, I’ve broken more than I have fixed, it seems).
You know, just that average run of the mill things that happen during life in Paradise.
Yes, I’m still living in Paradise. That hasn’t changed at all. It’s those small little events I listed above, that keep it being Paradise, because for each and every one of those minor events, many, many, kinds of blessings were brought into my life.
Yes, it’s those kind of events that always bind our family closer and closer together and make us realize just how blessed we are to have one another. And we are still having a flat out “ball” here. Sunshine my wife, JJ my son, and April my little girl, have laughed, partied, lived it up this year.
I’m really the only complainer here. But when I cry, complain, and whine, they think I’m just kidding and being sarcastic, so I just let them keep thinking that until I can learn to “steal the sun from the sky” the way they have, and “learn how to fly” the way they do.
Of course people tend to look at our family like were nuts (and we probably are) but as long as were happy, what can I say?
Some of my wife’s family members were recently asking her, “Why are you guys so happy all the time?” and she came to me and asked me, “What should I tell them?”
I mean, she knows why but, because her family is mostly non Christian, she’s afraid that if she tells them they will think we are trying to convert them to believe in Jesus.
So I just told her to let them figure it out for themselves, because, yeah, people do think you’re just crazy when you give them an answer like “Jesus.” (Though, we are crazy, we admit it).
