Meli's world

  Growing up in a Hispanic household, things were a bit old fashioned. My dad worked; Overtime, double shifts, and more than 1 job if necessary to take care of us. My mom, as far as I could remember in my childhood was a stay at home mom. As a kid, this is what I envisioned all marriages were like. My mom was up early to see my dad off for work, and have breakfast served and his lunch packed. When he worked the overnight, she also made sure dinner was served at 11pm before his shift. She stayed at home taking care of us, taking us to the library, playground, outside, anywhere we could go without a car. I watched my mom serve my dad daily. Day in and day out, washng dishes, cooking, laundry, and all the to do things in the house while my dad worked. I never thought any less of any of them. As a kid, I loved having my mom home and getting to spend time with her. And in my mind, that’s what the man did, work to provide. Sure, I missed my dad, but the one Saturday a week he was ...

Just a couple minutes ago, I closed the blinds in my house because it was too sunny. A few minutes later it became as dark as night and the thunderstorm started. God has created our universe and everything in it. We all share in the natural things of life, both the sun and the rain, the good and the bad, the happy and the sad. We all experience like circumstances, but what makes us different or sets us apart is how we react to the circumstances or even how we learn to appreciate both the sun and the rain. I love this bible verse, because its always a good reminder that the sunny times are not a reward, or the rain a punishment. Both were given to all of us, good or evil. In the past couple of months I experienced sunny times. Things were going well. We were able to take the kids on our first real family vacation to Disney World, we were getting involved and meeting new people at church, my husband received a promotion and went to a corporate training, and we were even beginn...

Last Thursday I was so excited for the upcoming long weekend. We had plans to go to the movies Friday night, a nice relaxing day Saturday, celebrating my dad's birthday Sunday and maybe enjoying some fun in the sun on Monday. However, I should have known by Friday morning when I got the call Manny was napping that most likely none of my plans were going to take place. Manny, our 6 year old. Never naps. And rarely ever does he say he does not feel good. Hence the reason for concern. He said he wasn't feeling too well before crashing on grandma's bed. However knowing how strong his immune system and him are, I still envisioned a nice long weekend full of fun and things to do. When I picked the kids up from my moms house, he once again fell asleep. Making this his 2nd nap of the day. In my mind, something wasn't quite right. He can't go from never napping to napping twice in a row! So our movie plans were canceled and instead we stayed home to take care of our bab...