My Husband "Subvet" says that when our first son "Sonshine" was born the sun rose on our world, when our second son "Gator" was born the sun laughed and when our daughter "Sugars" was born all the flowers bloomed. That says it all.

"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...
It's about learning how to dance in the rain."

Your mind is the garden, your
thoughts are the seeds, the harvest can either be flowers or weeds. — William

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Mass Adventures...the childless edition

Here's to cleaning out the draft section in the New Year!

I saved this blank post with just the title back in October. I thought I would do a follow up to these ....three.....posts....telling about the difference going to Mass now that the boys are in Religious Education and Sugars is in the nursery while hubby and I go to Mass alone.

I thought it would make a nice funny post about rubbing shoulders with the hubby and actually listening to the homily (sermon).

But other than the occasional observation of my fellow worshipers. I'm forced to say that Mass without hooligans is....well.....a lot less entertaining.

Without the antics of autism and the snuggles of used-to-be-toddlers-now-entering-schoolage Mass is just,.........., Mass.

There is definitely something to be said for "Be still and know that I am God." And worship is always fulfilling. But when the kids are gone there's a void. And on the rare occasion that I go to Mass alone there's a loneliness that almost hurts.

If you've ever seen the "ribbon" for autism it's a coloful puzzle.

When I had kids my life went from Black and White to Technicolor. They've colored my life, both in and outside of the lines. And there are times when being black and white can be restful to the eyes and mind. But there are also times when you miss all those colors and the picture just isn't as pretty.

I am so very grateful for my three perfect children.

They have, after all, taught me how to love, how to laugh, and yes, how to cry.

I look forward to the time when my husband and I can sit in a pew at Mass with our 3 children, their spouses and oodles of grandchildren!

Till then, I'm working on relearning how to "Be still and know that I am God."


coreymom40 said...

What a wonderful post.
It is so true about the colors they add to your life.

Concasa is hamburger meat,Jimmy Dean Sausage, Salsa and Velveeta cheese. Just a dip that I love....

I think it's in my archives on my blog somewhere. I can look around for it.

Adrienne said...

Help me out here. Does that mean the kids aren't going to Mass at all or just going at a different time?

Did I wish you Happy New Year yet? If not - I do...

I am sooooooooo behind. Still a bit discombobulated but getting better.

Mrs4444 said...

This is a wonderful post, MM. On another level, I get what you mean; when I go to church without the family, it's not the same. And now you've gone and reminded me that Kyle won't be with us some day in the near future (at church). It's going to be really weird...