The Pain Of Blessings

The Pain Of Blessings


How annoying it is, to open the fridge and have to make a meal.
To prepare it all.
Give the dinner call and then still have to wash and dry.

Picking paint can be such a bore.
Should it be darker, just a little more?
Pick your color, buy the supplies.
Do the job and rub your eyes.
Self inflicted tired back,
but complain about like a worn track.

Heโ€™s home from work, meaning muddy floors.
Dust and grime on the doors.
Shake youโ€™re head and furrow your brow.
Then take a deep sigh and mutter โ€˜wowโ€™.
Continue reading “The Pain Of Blessings”

A Week In The Life…


Jan 3rd –



That morning the hubster and I worked in a phone date… a tricky thing to do with a seven hour time difference and his jam-packed schedule of mingling ๐Ÿ˜‰

The bro in law and nieces came over later that morning… the bro had a new hose to put on the washing machine, which had begun leaking at midnight, the night Mike had left ๐Ÿ˜œ

I worked on some custom art pieces Iโ€™d been asked to do, for a good chunk of the rest of the day๐Ÿ˜Š



I avoided the home of my raisers that day, as most over there were ill ๐Ÿ˜ฌ


Jan 4th – Continue reading “A Week In The Life…”

God’s Been Good

How so very much can change within 365 days.


Last year at this time we were actually in Canada and my sister’s family too, but we were only visiting. Not long after that trip, my friend came to Europe to adventure around with us there for a couple of weeks, as we had our apartment.

Now, only one year later, Iโ€™m here in Sask. alone, because Michiel returned to visit HIS family back in Europe and our apartment there will go from being rented out to officially sold to the tenants.

We moved to Canada after lots of paperwork and prayer and we felt that God opened some paperwork/housing/job doors just perfectly to lead us where He wanted.

So after one last visit in Europe from my Mom, (during which we got to witness the Azure Window in Malta, days before its collapse), the apartment and our lives got packed into crates and suitcases, Mike and I left on wonderful trip to South Africa and then we moved into my parent’s basement the spring of 2017.

We not only bought a home in the small โ€˜Hamletโ€™ near where I grew up, but Mike majorly renovated it and we finally moved in at the beginning of December! ๐Ÿ’•๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿก Continue reading “God’s Been Good”

Beginning Afresh, For The Fourth Time

Sunday Dec 10th –

First Sunday preparations from in our own home and Iโ€™m pleased to say a little talk at the parents the night before, inspired Mike to re-step up to the plate of Sunday morning breakfast making ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป๐Ÿณ


Something he had done for a month or two at the beginning of our marriage until he just…didnโ€™t ๐Ÿ˜œ

But his breakfast was good, the sunrise pretty from our kitchen window and the taxi service prompt ๐Ÿ˜‰


Mother and father were giving us a ride ๐Ÿ˜œ
Are we with them too much post move?? I think not, โ€˜โ€˜tis only kind to break them of us easily๐Ÿ˜‰ Continue reading “Beginning Afresh, For The Fourth Time”

Sincerely And Satisfactorily

Saturday Dec 2nd –

Sick of hearing about pies yet? ๐Ÿ˜
Well… plug your eyes and read no more ๐Ÿ˜Ž


Apple pie… the one I really was not looking forward to making at all, as I wouldnโ€™t enjoy the โ€˜fruitsโ€™ of my labour ๐Ÿ˜œ

Still it had to be done and I knew Michiel and Dad would appreciate it so that helped… kind of๐Ÿ˜

Mom made pizzas for us all for lunch and then Mike and I retreated to the house. Continue reading “Sincerely And Satisfactorily”

As Sweet As Pie

Sunday Nov 26th –

Church was about finding the Lords will for our life.
Do we truly seek His will?
Do we really lay the decisions down for Him to control, or do we let the voices of the world, our family, friends, social media, etc., influence us more than we think and disregard what He would desire for us?

There was more, obviously, but thatโ€™s a snippet for you ๐Ÿ˜‰

Post the thought provoking sermon, we went home for lunch and I, for a nap post-hasteย โ˜บ๏ธ
Keeping Sunday tradition strong ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜‹

I woke up to the pitter patter of slightly smaller, quicker feet than normal and when I got upstairs the bro and his family had come over ๐Ÿ˜Š
Some tales of our time apart were shared over pizza and that was Sunday for ya ๐Ÿ˜

Monday Nov 27th –


โ€˜Twas a day with a mission.
The first day of pie testing, for what I hope to turn into a small little local offering ๐Ÿ˜‰ Continue reading “As Sweet As Pie”

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