My Dream Coming True

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It’s a beautiful Friday morning on Whidbey Island, and the house is sleeping, so I’ll take a few minutes to say hello. This place makes me breathe more deeply; it’s hard to explain how much I love it here.

Nearly all of our kids are here this weekend, with only Annarose missing (on her way back from San Diego), plus Zoe, and one boyfriend and one girlfriend, and my daughter-in-law’s sister (who sort of married into our family too), and my niece. Today my sister and her family are arriving bringing our total for the weekend up to twenty-one.

When I start to feel a little overwhelmed, I remind myself that this is my dream coming true.

All those years when my children were little and life was a frenzy of diapers, fussy toddlers, and exhausting days, I told myself that the day would come when they would be grown and we would gather as a great big family, talking and laughing, and it would be amazing.

They aren’t all grown (I still have five under 18), but many of them are, and here we are, living my dream.

We’re walking on the beach, sailing at high tide, crabbing, reading on the deck, playing croquet and board games, and having long conversations. The big kids stay up long after Russ and I go to bed – they sleep long after we’re up too, which is why I have time to write.

Russ is working on a big project for work and is at his computer by 5:00 every morning, stopping to eat breakfast with the kids and then working until high tide when he emerges to take everyone on the catamaran. Then he relaxes for dinner and the evening.

The house will empty by Sunday and grow quiet, and I know I’ll feel sad, especially since Hannah won’t be back to visit for another year. Then Annarose will arrive and fill it with her energy, telling us all about her summer in San Diego.

This is the ebb and flow of a big family growing up around me.

It’s something to see.

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Have a wonderful weekend, friends.

Lisa

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Let me introduce myself. Russ and I are the parents of twelve children by birth and adoption, and sometimes more through foster care. I'm the creator of One Thankful Mom which has been as much of a gift to me as to my readers. In 2011 I became a TBRI® Pracitioner* and have lived and breathed connected parenting ever since. I'm deeply honored to be the co-author, together with the late Dr. Karyn Purvis, of The Connected Parent; it is her final written work. I love speaking at events for adoptive and foster parents. I'm also the co-founder of The Adoption Connection, a podcast and resource site for adoptive moms. I mentor and encourage adoptive moms so you can find courage and hope in your journeys of loving your children well.

6 Comments

  1. shelley
    July 29, 2016

    i love this reminder of what is to come. though we are past the diaper phase, we are still in the middle school-smelly-testing-self centered stage 🙂 thanks for reminding me of the good to come and to keep trucking!

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    1. Lisa Qualls
      July 29, 2016

      It will come, Shelley – hard to believe, but it will come.

      Reply
  2. Kelly Green
    July 29, 2016

    I was pitting cherries with my three year old daughter the other day – watching her help me pit them and then eating them, covering herself in cherry juice, all while dressed in a purple princess dress, and I thought the same thing – this is my dream come true.

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    1. Lisa Qualls
      July 29, 2016

      That is a beautiful image, Kelly, thank you for sharing it.

      Reply
  3. Amanda Towne
    July 29, 2016

    Sounds fabulous, Lisa! I always love your Whidbey Island posts!!!

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    1. Lisa Qualls
      July 30, 2016

      Thanks, Amanda!

      Reply

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