we laid there & laughed, fairly loudly actually. especially since it was only 5 something in the morning. we had fallen into bed after a full weekend the night before, i’m pretty sure we were laughing about something then too, promising each other we would “definitely get up” when the alarm went off, at 5am. however he said as soon as hit the snooze, it was impossible for him to fall back asleep because i was snoring,which he mimicked for me…thus the loud laughter erupting from our bedroom at 5 something.
but i don’t snore dude.
umm yeah babe. sometimes you do.
loud laughter once again. & apologies in advance to my hope spoken roommates. snort.
i guess it always surprises me a little when i look back on a season or even just a day and think about the mixture of the highs & lows. intermingling & handing off the baton to each other as if its just how it’ll always be. this past week has been just that. celebrations. frustrations. dreams coming true. misunderstandings. birthday cakes & ice-cream. credit card usage because the checking account is empty. high fives and heavy sighs. all of it. highs & lows tag teaming up. quick reminders of our need for grace as well as the healing of a good belly laugh.
i stayed home from church sunday because basically i was feeling a little overwhelmed with work & commitments. an example in itself of the highs & the lows. work=good. feeling overcommited=not so good. dan promised he’d share with me later this week about the message, which was so relevant to our current , seemingly ongoing, situation…that of not worrying about the future. we’re pumping ‘em in & out of college at a rapid pace over here. something that just because i’ve done this before, still makes me feel like i’m only their age anyways…so why must they grow up & move out? no really. why?
oh but they do. in the blink of an eye my friend. they do. highs & lows of parenting in its finest form. the how will i live without the baby in the house tears mixed with the OHMYGOSH i’m so proud of you big hugs and high fives. life.
in the immortal words of truvy, “laughter through tears is my favorite emotion.” new beginnings, celebrations, necessary endings, and tear-filled “but it won’t ever be the same again” hugs…
breaking news in the knudsen home~~~
EMILY GOT ACCEPTED TO UNIVERSITY OF GEORGIA!!!
i’m not of fan of capital letters, especially all caps, but OHMYGOSH!!
this is big. reallybig. UGA is quite the competitive school and has become a tough entrance. high standardized test scores and a full well-rounded resume are expected. ( or so it seems). emi has watched her sister thrive at UGA. she has been there for glorious game days & family weekends when the golden leaves & cool breezes created chamber of commerce days. she’s seen sorority sisters criss cross their fingers as they represent at the beach as well as when they’re glamorous and heading to a formal. bulldogs painted on cheeks & nearly 100,000 call the dawgs. SEC in it’s finest. and in the south, we’re all about some saturday SEC football.
she checked her phone as we were heading out to celebrated caroline’s 14th birthday friday evening and immediately wept. the child wept in the back seat while dan & i looked at each other wide eyed & i’ll be honest, a little shocked. i have never seen someone MORE excited about their college acceptance than my sweet em.
she wants it all. game day. greek life. young life. freshman dorm. callin’ the dawgs. athens. red&black. ALL OF IT! and i am so happy for her.
our little bit turned 14 on the first day of spring. this child is seriously a breath of fresh air. she’s never in a bad mood. ever. easy to please. level headed. not one for drama. loves jesus. hipster. urban outfitters style. black hightop converse. flipping, jumping, ripstick kid. leather necklace. wrist full of bracelets. chocolate, coffee and dairy queen fan. bright. and loved deeply.
so yes….i’ll dance with the laughter & i’ll hold my head up through the tears. i’ll cherish the days of joy as well as the simple seemingly monotonous ones too. and the days full of tears, heavy sighs and disappointments… thankful they are brief and just the backdrop on which the glory days shine even brighter.