Life is going well for the Veeneman family. Sure, there are minor daily struggles, but we are healthy, strong, happy and able to physically and mentally focus on our daily duties and for that we are grateful. I really really really miss certain family members in Michigan and a couple of California sisters (one is moving to Japan this month), but the Lord gives me joyful times each day that make me smile and be grateful for where He has brought me in my pilgrimage here on earth.
There is something about this time of year that makes me reminisce about times in the past and friends far away. As I anticipate the holiday season, it hits me that this will be the first year ever that we will not be with Michigan family during any of the holidays. It makes me sad to be seperated during the past traditional gathering times, but it makes me excited because I can begin new traditions and have a quiet, relaxing season with my closest family members, Steve and my children. The busy-ness of traveling, the jolt in the children's routines, the stress of going to all the parties, baking, cooking, and bad weather will not be a factor this year. Although I do love the parties, there's something appealing about just hanging out at home playing games, opening gifts from each other, listening to Christmas music, lighting fragrant spiced candles, watching old movies and eating a Christmas feast prepared just for us with all of our favorite fixin's. I'm looking forward to these things with joy. It seems very true to me that "there's no place like home for the holidays." I truly feel our home now is here in Iowa. People ask, "Are you coming/going home for Christmas?" Our answer is,"No, we're staying home for Christmas."As much as we love all of our extended relatives in Michigan, we need this time now to make our own familial traditions that our children can grow with. Then, as they eventually seperate from Steve and me, they will carry on these bonding times with their own future spouses and children, Lordwilling.
I've been reading much about bonding and attaching to our children for their sake and their future's sake and I've learned that our children need security, traditions, and lots of hugs and family time. How many parents take the time to have 10 or more meals per week sitting around the dining room table? We don't. How many parents take time each week one-on-one with each child to play a game, go on mother/son date or a father/daughter date, go on a nature hike or bike-ride, share a prayer time, read a book, color a few coloring pages, or play basketball outdoors? I don't. Building these traditions and bonding times with our children makes them stronger and secure as we prepare them for life as adults. Meanwhile, during these close times they watch their parents and learn from their parents how to deal with all sorts of situations in life. I pray that God makes me an example of Christian living to my children. I feel like too often I try to drill rules about obedience and loving God into my kids' heads when the way they learn the best is by example and by a few soft words spoken with loving eye contact and a hug. Oh! How I fall so short as a mother! God has given me these children though, for reasons I do not know at times. I feel so unqualified as I train them, but I know they are a reward from my Heavenly Father. By His grace and with help from His Holy Inspired Word, I know that he will use me in some measure for my children's good.
Praying that all of you mothers are feeling God's guidance and comfort through the ups and downs of raising your children for work in His Kingdom. Praying too that you are able to make lasting memories that you, your children, and your children's children will treasure for a lifetime! Blessings and love!
On Sep. 30, Dawn became my 5 year-old Kindergartener. Isn't she so grown up? Time flies, doesn't it?
We woke up to a fresh blanket of snow on Oct. 10th.
The children were so excited to go sledding on the hills by our house.
Paige loved playing in the snow on the back porch.
Although I dislike the cold very much, I went sledding with all of them at 8:30 am on a Saturday morning.
Hot cocoa always helps to warm us up. What sweet happy smiles my children have!
As I blogged all of the above, this sweet little daughter of mine, Paige Catherine, fell asleep in my arms. I will never grow tired of moments like this. 
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