A Farewell Season - Update

I have picked up the blogging pen again. (didn't last long did it?)

I am being a little more private about my new blog.. Just a different place, different structure, different approach. My goal is to just WRITE, but I'm also not trying to hide anything.

If you are interested in reading my new blog, leave me a post, drop me an e-mail or contact me on Facebook or Twitter.

Love to you all.
Carrie

A Farewell Season

For the last three and a half years I have written this blog (I originally said 'faithfully' written this blog, but hey, even *I* know that's a stretch).  I have shared the good seasons and the bad- I have shared my life, my thoughts and my feelings.  I've shared photos of my children, of my home, of my vacations (and don't forget the photo of my laundry room on one of it's worst days...). 

I have come here during my darkest of times to ask you to pray for my husband and to help me make sense of all that was happening.

I have come here in my most challenging times to share my parenting struggles and to ask for your ideas, your support, and just the general acknowledgement that no, it ISN'T JUST ME OR MY KIDS.

I have come here in my loneliest of times to share my sorrow.  To share my pain.  To ask publicly for forgiveness.

I have come here in my lost times to openly talk about my eyes, about my fears, about the uncertainty about what the future may hold.

And I have come here in times of great joy.  In times of happiness so profound that to capture it in words was almost impossible...

I have come here at times as a PROUD momma- to share my kiddos' accomplishments and to brag to all of you how amazing my kids are and just how much they fill my world.

I have come here at times as a writer- as someone who wanted to grow her craft, to try her hand at a different kind of expression- to convince myself that there was more to me than wife, mother, employee.

I have come here in the most joyous of times to celebrate my marriage, my family... my life.

And you were here.  I have never had a ton of readers- I never set out to be a Nie Nie or a MckMama (for those of you who actually read momma bloggers, you know who these ladies are) and I definitely never became a momma blogger in the true sense of the word, but at the same time there are a number of you who have been faithful readers over the years... who have stopped in here to catch up on the news of the Furedy family, to catch a few photos of my kids, to have a good laugh or a good cry.  For that I can only say thank you, I can only hope that you got some enjoyment from it, and that you in some way understand me better as a result of it.

I have often blogged about seasons- it is a reoccurring theme over time and over the years.

After much thought and prayer, I have made the decision that the time and season for this blog has come to an end.  I am thankful for all that it has taught me, for all that it has brought to my life, for all the lessons I have learned.  I leave blogging as a better person than I began, and to me that is the truest test of whether or not something we have done in life was worthwhile.

I will leave the blog as is for now, as I want to retain the rights to the blog title "Looking From the Sides"- as that is who I am and who I will always be... maybe someday, in some future season, I will return to the blogging world.  But for now.... the season is over.

To every thing there is a season,
 and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

a time to kill, and a time to heal;
 a time to break down, and a time to build up;

a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
 a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;

a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

a time to get, and a time to lose;
 a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

a time to rend, and a time to sew;
 a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time of war, and a time of peace.

-Ecclesiastes 3:1-8, King James Version

Thank you my friends and may God walk with you and bless each and every one of you.
Night all-
C


PS  Comments will be open on the blog for the next few weeks and then the comment option will be closed down.  I will still see many of you on Twitter and Facebook and I look forward to keeping up with you there.  As for my friends in the blogging world, I will keep reading and keep commenting as long as your blogging season continues.

A Little Like Sushi

Life has been a series of ups and downs lately.  More downs than ups for the last few weeks I would say, and all resulting in a great deal of personal reflection, acceptance, and lots and lots of prayer.

I think I've learned a LOT about myself in the last month or so- about my resiliency, my stamina, my strengths, my weaknesses, and my flaws.  Above all else, I have been reminded in many many ways that I am simply human.  Not super-mom.  Not perfect.  Not innocent.  Not impeccable.

And, at the same time, I have been reminded that I am human.  I am loved.  I am cherished.  I am imperfect.  I am well-intentioned.  I am prideful.  I am overbearing.  I am honest.  I am learning (daily, if not every moment).  I am loving.  I am me.

I appreciate more than anything that I have been loved and supported through this entire process.  By kids who don't quite know or understand adult issues, but know that Momma need some extra loves and smiles right now.  By parents who are listening, and listening, and listening as I struggle through my uncertainty and my growing.  By a spouse who has held me tight, who has reminded me who I am, and who has pushed me to be more than who I was before.

And all of this, all that has gone on, has left me a little raw (you know, kinda like sushi?). 

Raw- a little tender to the touch...a little sensitive and a little over aware of all that is happening around me.  I'm seeing gremlins around every corner, in every conversation, in every e-mail.  And I've gotta get away from that.  I've gotta keep healing those wounds, grow some new skin, and take on the world again.

I've gotta get back to me, the person who loves her body enough to not fuel it on gummy bears and diet coke, who knows she really does need 8 hours of sleep everyday to do her best at her life, who calls the doctor to deal with the backache that just keeps growing, who prioritizes her life better.  So watch out world, cause I'm on my way back.  (but be kind, 'cause I'm kinda like sushi still, and I don't think it would take too much to send me back to where I've been).

"To act justly, to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God."
Micah 6:8

I'm gonna get started right now.  I'm closing my bag of gummy bears.  Closing up my e-mail in-box.  Heading to bed.  If I go to sleep right now, I won't get 8 hours, but I'll be close. 
Love you all.
C

Summer- Fabulous with a Side of Suck

So, summer has come and gone.... and there are so many awesome things that we did that I NEVER posted about (despite my best intentions and despite my best efforts).  Sometimes I wonder why I don't post more often, and I think one of the reasons is that I don't want my blog to just be about- "Check it out!  We did this!  We went there!  Aren't my kids amazing?!?  Aren't we having fun?  Isn't life cool?" 

Now, I will admit that I've done my share of posts on this here little blog that summed up to just about that (especially the amazing kid thing... I know, I know, but I think they are really cute!), but at the same time, I pride myself on writing about what is real, what is true... and not just spinning the happy stuff.  'Cause life isn't all pretty and it isn't all happy and sometimes life is really a struggle (and sometimes, just sometimes it is downright stinky). 

On the other hand, sometimes I feel like I share too much- and I'm sure there are folks out there reading saying, "Yep Carrie, you are the major source of TMI in my life!"  (and by the way, if that's you... you can stop reading at any time.... any time!)

So, in an effort to catch you all up...  It's the good, the bad and the ugly all rolled into one post with a few pictures thrown in to help capture the events....

Our summer was an amazing collection of fabulousness combined with just the right amount of suck (I have to stop here and apologize to my mother, who happens to hate it when we say that something sucks.  But, I think even my mom will have to agree that there was a strong suckiness factor that came into play this summer and will forgive me for the use of the word.)

We'll start with fabulous.  We accomplished almost everything that was on our Summer Fun '11 list (if you missed that, read here.) 

Hawaii was a vacation of a lifetime... I will never forget some of the moments from that trip.

 The Oasis was fun as always. 

Hanging out time with my kids was great- they are growing and changing so much and I just enjoy being with them.  Julia found a sense of calm this summer.  I don't know if it was snorkeling with the sea turtles or what, but she seems quieter in her soul.  I am hoping and praying that this peace lasts as we enter the chaos of the school year. 

 Colin, is just Colin.  Super chill.  Checking out life.  If anything, he got more verbal this summer... seriously... if he could tell a story in less than 10 minutes it would be a miracle. But, I know that the silent moments are coming.... so I'm enjoying all the words he has for me now.

Mr. Furedy and I got lots of time to reconnect this summer- and that was amazing as always.

 Nana and Papa were a huge part of our summer and again... memories have been made that will be with us always and forever.

On the other side of the equation (in case you missed it, this is where we transition to the suck factor), we have spent the summer watching Grandma Miriam's (GG to the kids) health decline drastically.  In addition, this means that Joe's mom Paulette has turned most of her life over to caring for her mother.  It's hard to watch Miriam- the lady that we know as being so intelligent, so savvy, so kind- deteriorate as the Alzheimers eats away at her brain.  And... hard to watch Paulette having to take on the parenting role for her mother.  When you care so much about two people.... just painful to watch the process unfold.

  (I love this photo of her and Fern because Miriam, in pink, is laughing...)

And, as many of you know (via my frequent Facebook posts) my dear friend Karen is currently battling breast cancer.  I had no idea before this all began just what a major role Karen has played in my life, and just how hard it is to watch someone you love so much go through something so difficult.  She is amazing.  Positive, upbeat and fighting with all her might.... and I am embarrassed because some days I just want to curl up in a ball and cry about the unfairness of it all.

There's more on the suck side that I can't share here, but I'll give the general categories of family discord and work issues that have weighed heavily on my mind and heart.  Seemed like I couldn't go anywhere or do much without these two issues rising up in my heart and my head and creating concern and a feeling of uneasiness.  And a couple of people- they know who they are (and I know that they are reading this) hurt me badly either through their actions or their inaction or both.  And we'll leave that right there for the time being....

I've prayed more this summer than I have in a very long time, and I've turned a lot of this over to God (or at least I've tried, but that whole surrender thing is a LOT harder that I ever dreamed it would be). 

And now, this season of life has come to an end- and we begin a new season.  I guess that's how life works, you go through seasons (that are just fabulous with a side of suck) and then that season is over.... only to be replaced by the next season.  Who knows what fall will bring?  I know in my heart some of the things that I am wishing for... and I've whispered those things in God's ear hoping, just hoping that he will hear my hopes and prayers- for my family, for my friends, for myself.

So... as we head off into this next season, marked as always by the start of school, let's pray and hope for as much fabulousness as we can all stand.  Here's my munchies on the very first day of this new season...

Love to you all-
C

If Someone Had Told Me....

(This post is really one day later than I wanted it to be.... but I had a few 'technical' difficulties.  Warning... super sappy and picture heavy post to follow....)

Dear Mr. Furedy,
23 years ago- We spent a summer talking, holding hands (which at the time was quite shocking behavior for both of us) and sweating to death on my parent's front porch.

22 years ago- After a long year of ignoring each other, at at the urging (of more than a few) friends (who apparently saw something that neither you or I could see), we decided to give it another try.  This time with real dates and MUCH more than holding hands.

(Yes, this is a picture, of Joe and I in Mr. Steiner's AP Physics class.  That's Sherwood's arm to the right of us.  And no, I don't understand why a teacher let us act like this in class, but from what folks say, this is pretty much what Joe and I were like all through high school.)

20 years ago- Our time in high school came to a close- Prom (remember the horse drawn carriage ride?), Graduation, tons of memories and fun- and you are part of every single one of them.  It was a fun time, and a scary time as you headed off to Tucson for a new adventure (that I worried about because it didn't include me.)  Little did I know how much you would be home, and how quickly you would transfer back to ASU.

(Ah, the awesome blue dress, the 3 hours at the beauty salon to achieve that hair do, the white carnations dyed to match...  such memories!)

19 years ago- The accident happened.  Overnight, I became a grown-up.  And the only person who was here with me to hold my hand and tell me that it would be okay was you.

17 years ago- You surprised me (and our friends AND families) with a proposal of marriage.  I'll never forget that evening and the ring box sliding across the table to me- when you told me that you couldn't imagine your life with out me in it.

16 years ago- We made it official and became husband and wife.  And I didn't promise to 'obey'.  Despite the fact that you didn't want or need the big ceremony in the church with all the people, you did that for me.  Because of me.

15 years ago- Who knew a first year of marriage would involve us seeing each other LESS than we had ever seen each other before?  But we made it through- my first year of teaching and your last year of college.  We thought we had it made when that year was over... little did we know the job search that was ahead for you.....

13 years ago- Our first home.  How glad we were to leave behind that apartment, the drug dealing neighbors (He stole my pot!) and that carpet that never really ever smelled right.  It was a sign... we were becoming adults.  Little did we know how much of my family would live with us in that little house!

13 years ago- We became parents.  To a 6 lb. bundle of yellow-white fur.  Nobody told us how hard puppy raising would be!  And although she was never as good of a dog as Pogue was (our dog role model) Ellie was a  good girl... and a part of so many of my memories of that time in our lives.

(This is the night I graduated with my Master's Degree... you have always supported my continued search for more education.  I know that paying for this degree was a huge challenge, but I appreciate the support you gave me through the entire process.)

11 years ago- The stick had two lines.  Life was about to change, and change for good. 

10 years ago- Lots of bedrest and one missed Thanksgiving dinner later, Miss Julia Corrinne arrived (too many consonants!)- she was yellow and skinny and wrinkled and a little mad at the world, and we loved her just the same.  You helped me do the two things that I wanted most... to have a natural delivery and to exclusively nurse (and I don't think we had any idea how easy the first one would be and how hard the second one would be...)  You were such a trooper during those first few really hard months... you became a protector, a daddy, and we became a real family.

 (This is one of my favorite pictures from Julia's christening.  See how tired we look?  We were REALLY that tired.  When you don't sleep for 4 months straight... this is what you look like!)

9 years ago- Not planned (I know, I know, I don't know how to count) but the time had come and Miss Julia was going to be a 'big' sister.  At the same time, I was going to school for my principal's certificate and you were studying for your PE.  I remember working, caring for Julia, puking my guts out and you and I studying.  That is all.

8 years ago- More bedrest, hospital time and being really scared- but in the end it all worked out just the way it should... and Mr. Colin James (not enough consonants!) entered our lives.  His easy going nature was a good and welcome addition to our little family.... that was now complete.

 (This photo was taken at Paige's baby shower....  we were anxiously awaiting the arrival of our first cousin to play with... Asher!)

7 years ago- My principalship adventure.  I will say no more.  It was the rockiest road that we ever walked together... and I wasn't sure by the end if we would still be walking side by side.  But we made it through....


6 years ago- A new, beautiful home for our family to grow in.... that needed just a bit of love.  And oh yea, a whole new kitchen please!

5 years ago- We sent the girlie off to Kindergarten.  I'll never forget both of us walking to our cars after her class went in, holding hands and wiping the tears away.

4 years ago- I started a journey to a new me.  A healthier, skinnier, stronger me.  And you've supported me through every step of that journey.  Which I know is not always easy, but you are always there, encouraging me to become what I want to be...

2 years ago- A swollen arm following a canyoneering trip that lead to one of the scariest times in our lives.  I will never forget that first night, when you were in surgery and I was waiting for you all alone and I thought about what my life would be like without you.  It was one of my darkest moments.  I prayed so hard for God to leave you on earth with me because I couldn't imagine walking through this life without you by my side.

 (What I love about this photo is that it shows what you looked at everyday that you were in the hospital... you looked at photos of your KIDS.  Because that was your motivation to get better...)

1 year ago- An escape to Vegas to celebrate LIFE, health, and our marriage... and yes, somehow you convinced me to jump out of an airplane?

Today- Today, we celebrate 16 years of marriage and 22 (or 23 depending on how you count) years of a relationship.  Our years together have been filled with so many joys, and a few sorrows.  We have walked this road of life together, hand in hand.  I've grown up with you by myside.  We have changed so much over the years, experienced so many things, and loved each other through every moment.

If someone had told me, 23 years ago, that I would still be walking with you by my side every day, I would have told them they were crazy.

If someone had told me 16 years ago, that I would love you MORE now than I did then, I would have said it wasn't possible.  But I do.  Love you more.  Everyday.

If someone had told me, 6 years ago, that we could mend what we had broken and that we would emerge stronger and better than we were before, I would have told them it wasn't possible.

If someone had told me , 2 years ago, that I would have you with me today, as healthy and as active as you were before the blood clot, I would have told them that it was a dream come true.

If someone had told me...
that our lives would turn out this way, that our story would grow and change like this, I would have told them it wasn't possible because stories like this only happen in books or in the movies.

Happy anniversary Mr. Furedy!
Your Carrie

The Summer of Our Lives (Totally!)

If you follow me on Twitter OR on Facebook (or both, I know, I have a problem.. probably need an intervention, but who has time for that?) you know that I'm on a modified work schedule and I've squeezed in a few (just a few, but my consecutive two weeks off are coming... SOON) vacation days to stay home and enjoy my kiddos.  I actually found myself refusing to let my dear daughter have a playdate this week on one of the days that I had with them because it was the first day all summer that I was going to have Colin and Julia *all* to myself.  To just kick back, be their mom and ENJOY (now, after a few more of these days, I am wondering just WHAT I was thinking, but anyway...).  Please don't be concerned.  Mr. Furedy is still around (he loves us a lot...) but he's still working his normal schedule, so during the day it's just me and the kiddos.

We are doing our best to cross items off of our Summer List and we are making EXCELLENT progress (we are also making good progress on the list that I did NOT share with the world,the list that isn't written in pretty colors on a posterboard but rather scrawled on a ratty piece of notebook paper, the- decrapify the Furedy household list- not nearly as much fun for the kids or for myself, but at the same time very satisfying).

Here's some photo evidence of our recent summer fun for your viewing pleasure...

Of course, the first picture I want to share is NOT of my kiddos, but of some summer fun that I had with my bestie Karen when she went to see (the most awesome hairstylist in the world.. I can provide his contact info folks!) my dear friend Drew to get her locks cut.  We had a GREAT time that night.... (and yes, for those of you wondering, she is practically kneeling in this photo so our heads can be close together- that's what happens when your friend is a foot taller than you are!)

Here's Mr. Furedy (see, I told you he's still around) and the kiddos on Father's Day at Olive Garden.  Father's Day was rock awesome with an amazing breakfast with our amazing Papa (thanks to the amazing Nana), followed by some great family time (can you say pasta AND game night- can't believe my kiddos are old enough to play Dominion with us!)

The kids and I spent one very memorable and very awesome afternoon with their GreatGrandma Miriam (aka GG), their Great Aunt Kate (aka GAK), and their Grandma Paulette (no aka here, just Gramma).  We hung out, ate Subway, and played games.  I don't know how many more uninterrupted and relaxed afternoons we are going to have with our dear GG, so this was a wonderful way to spend a summer day.

Uncle Andrew and Aunt Stacy have a new house.  And their new house has a basketball hoop.  As soon as Colin saw that, he decided that he really *needed* to play basketball with Uncle Andrew (this is really shocking coming from my non-team sport playing son, but hey, maybe he's branching out).  Their basketball 'smackdown' turned into a family barbeque.  Only thing that would have made it better?  Yeah, maybe that it wasn't like 115 degrees outside.  Here's the competition....

Julia and Daddy even got in on the act (I think this would be considered *cheating*, but maybe I don't understand the rules of basketball either.. oh, and yet more photo evidence of Mr. Furedy!)

We even took a walk down to look at the lake.... here's the 'better' side of our family.... (he, he... I'm taking the photo of course, I would never share that 'end' of myself, but where is Colin you ask?  Up the hill about 50 feet waiting for all us to hurry up and get done so more basketball could be played...)

This post is now SO picture heavy that I'm amazed Blogger is still allowing me to type... so I think I will close.  We are (totally) having the summer of our lives (I don't know what words to use to fully describe the joy in my heart right now).  There are so many things that we've done that aren't captured here... summer movies, outside dinners, many trips to the library, long bike rides (again, why do we decide that is fun when it is so dang hot?) and that doesn't even touch all the cool stuff that Julia and Colin have done with Nana and Papa while Joe and I are at work.

Hope your summer is going well... and that you are having a chance to sit back and enjoy your life as it is in this moment, because my friends *that* is what it is all about....

Have an awesome day. (and yes, you may be wondering WHY I am posting in the morning, when I never post in the morning and always at night?  It may, just may, have something to do with exercise avoidance.  But, I am going.  Right now.  Promise.)
C

Summer 2011

I got inspired (yes, I got inspired after my last *uninspired* post) by reading this blog, and decided that we needed a 'Summer 2011' list at the Furedy household.  The kiddos (with some strong suggestions from mommy) spent a few evenings brainstorming things that they would like to do this summer.  I added a few things, and created our Summer List (I'll just say that I know there are things they added to the list without checking with the person who would do those things with them... so if you are reading this and you see you've been recruited to our summer list... I am very sorry, but ... you love our kids... right?)

Here's the list in all it's glory....

And of course, once you have the list, you need to start crossing things off... right?  (you'll notice I didn't get the picture BEFORE Colin crossed something off.. I think he likes lists too!)  If you have really good eyesight, you can see that on Sunday night we crossed off our first item by heading to Dave and Busters.  We really enjoy this place, but it can be a fairly expensive night out (although we had a coupon for $10 of free game play and Joe and I's dinners each came with $10 of game play, so it wasn't as bad as it could have been), so it isn't some place that we go often.  But... we always have a lot of family fun (where we all play and laugh and goof around together) while we are there.  I noticed that this time the kids were providing the direction- 'there's a game over there I want to play' rather than Joe and I suggesting things.  They are growing up way too fast...  Here are a few photos of our first summer outing.  We'll start with a happy Mommy and Daddy...

 

Followed by some happy kids...

 

Colin won about 500 tickets on this one game.  He was SO proud of himself...

 

Overall, I think it was a good choice for the first summer thing... now we are just trying to figure out what comes next... and also trying to figure out how you check off something that you do more than once (for example the kids are more than half way done with the Summer Reading Program at the library... so do we check that off when they are actually done?).  I'm sure we'll figure it out!

So, my friends, what's on YOUR summer list?? (if you noticed, I've got a little space at the bottom if you have a great idea!)
:)  Night all.
C