Thursday, March 31, 2011

Journal March 31, 2011

vignette : noun : a brief incident or scene

(There is a story behind the painting to the left.)

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Journal - March 30th 2011

I love having free reign over my own kitchen these days. I've been making lots of whole-wheat pasta dishes and am addicted to adding organic baby spinach to everything. You don't have to cook it at all, just toss with warm noodles and it's the perfect texture. The much-obsessed about kitchen island makes the perfect serving station.

Ran broke my favorite quirky ceramic bunny, and it's only become so much cuter and quirkier now that I've planted some rosemary in it. I do miss the head a bit, though.

Lastly, Vu has started decorating his man cave. In our bedroom I get to do all the decor, so it's only fitting he should have this. He's finally gotten to frame Indiana and put his favorite painting, along with his favorite hats on the wall. I like walking into "his" room because it makes me think of all the things I love about him.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Recovery within Recovery

The surgery (to repair my hernia and damaged muscles after the surgery from 2009) went really well. The surgeon said the damage had been pretty extensive. I feel so comfortable convalescing in our new home. Vu is an excellent nurse and my Mom and his Mom have both been a great help. I've had amazing friends and family bring food and flowers as well. Every day the pain gets a little less. The hardest part is still just when Ran reaches out to be held and I can't pick him up. He's actually adjusting extremely well, though, almost as if he understands something is different and is working with us for the most part. He's very fascinated (and a little annoyed) with the binder I'm having to wear on my belly right now.

Well, I wanted to update you on the sewing table turned kitchen island. Just a reminder of what it looked like before:Annnnndddd....After!




Thar she blows! I've gotten a lot of use out of her already. (The hooks now have dish towels hanging from them.) Firstly, it was nice to display my Valentine roses on her. But shortly afterwards our cat Staples tried to eat them.

I've got more to post, but this is it for now. We are enjoying being a family, doing Ha family things. It filled me with joy to walk into our livingroom and see this the other day:



What a patient little boy we have! He trusts his Daddy to make him look super cool.

I still struggle sometimes with the hurt and feelings of injustice over what happened, with the idea of where our family could be right now from the effects of the unkind or selfish actions of others. By the grace of God we have a home though, I have health insurance (even if it's not quite as good as the coverage we had before) and we have work. They couldn't have known all the miraculous ways we'd end up surviving, and that hurts sometimes, but really they can't do anything to us anymore. And when I think about it, even the cruel, inappropriate, or insensitive actions of others serve only to enrich our lives if we give it all to God and he gets us through it. He is so good, all the time.

Love you all and let me know what you think!