Here we go...

Well, here I sit, with my man at basic training, being a single mom, but only for a bit. I will tell you...the first week the girls struggled with emotions (tears, attitude-not the good kind) and I struggled with frustration over their emotions and the pressure of doing everything myself. Since then we have found ourselves in a better routine. Doing chores and the never ending walmart runs on the weekend, not during the week. Each girl gets to sleep in my bed with me one night a week; non-school nights of course. I have also stopped trying to do a lot of extra stuff. I just can't get it done. The commitments at church are still hard at times when I end up there 4 days a week for services and such, but that is not the norm. Therefore I shall survive. I think what I really miss is getting out of town. (here is where I change topics...as my title says, "A Cowgirl's Ramblings") In town there is little to no connection with the nature God has created and that is a tough one for me. Although living in the mountains was stressful, with the commuting with children in the car and all, I sure do miss the peace God granted me as I sat by the creek, listening to the water come down the mountain, smelling the pine trees and fireplace all in the same breath and hearing "nothing" all night long. Man...I was not created for a love of town, that is for sure. God placed something in me that just longs to be in nature. I feel such a connection to Him there. I have just not felt wholly like myself since we have moved to town. I really noticed it when we went back to our little mountain town for trick or treating this year. It was like there was something of myself that I left there and just couldn't seem to pull back in. Someday, Lord, will I be able to find that again? As I write this it sounds like such a silly thing, but there is just something about nature. For those of you who understand what I am talking about...great. For those of you who don't, I just don't know how to explain it any better.
Well, thank you for letting me ramble tonight. I am getting ready to take my 9 year old (almost 10 if you ask her) to the J 12 conference at church. Gregg Johnson is a fantastic speaker that has a heart to reach kids for the Lord by the age of 12, before they need to be rescued! We will have a great time.