Tears in the Pantry

I am lonely.

And I am sad.

I miss my friends. And so do my kids. What are we doing here???

This is the weekend when I should be getting ready for the parish carnival. It’s a BIG deal at our old parish. Days to set up, then a couple days to eat, drink, ride, and play. Socializing family-style all day, get a sitter for the kids, and then go back up and hang out all night. Spending almost an entire weekend remembering what it is like to be a kid and spending waaay too much money on unhealthy, albeit delicious food, and of course, spending nearly all weekend with some of my best friends in the whole world.

So I got a voicemail about the carnival booth we ran last year, and I was in the middle of prepping dinner, and I glanced over at my beautiful 6 year old girl twirling around in her dress, and I started crying.

Thank God for a walk-in pantry.

Thank God for His grace to hold me up in a time when I am just.so. sad.

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10 thoughts on “Tears in the Pantry

  1. Anonymous says:

    My heart breaks for you. Lifting you up in prayer love. I know a couple down there. Reynaldo and Leta Moreno. Naldo used to be in our band. He's a Youth Minister somewhere in Phoenix and his wife is a teacher I believe. I'll look into it if you like.
    Love you, Caz

  2. Ria says:

    Sending hugs your way. There's such an emotional process every time we move and I don't know it ever gets easier. You are a friendly and loved friend and mom and although it is difficult, I KNOW you will make good friends there too:). Just think of it as adding to all those who already love you! (You can always call and chat with me too:).

    We've been here two years already and some days I am still sooo lonely. One thing that helps us: make exploring your new home an adventure. For awhile we did “try-it Tuesdays” where we had to go to a new restaurant, place, even a park and explore it. I find we often are out of our comfort zone, but try so many new things we never would otherwise.

    Love and prayers:)

  3. Kay says:

    Stace, I'm so sorry that you feel so lonely. I can feel your heartbreak through your words. I know that I can't really understand, but I wish I could make it all better for you. I wish I could hug you and hold you and tell you what a beautiful woman of God you are. I love you and I miss you, too (although I realize that I wouldn't be one of those friends you would have spent the weekend w/ at the parish festival – and I'm alright with that) 😉 You are missed but I believe that you are right where God wants you to be at this moment in your life. You are faithful to your husband and to your God. And God WILL richly bless you for your obedience.
    I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!! Huge kiss & hug!

  4. Sarah says:

    Stacey..sorry to hear of your loneliness and sadness..I can only imagine how you feel. Know that many 'friends of the heart' are surrounding you now and raising you up in prayer.
    May you be blessed today and filled with hope that better days are soon ahead.
    {{hugs}}

  5. Jenn @ Munchkin Land says:

    Oh Stacey! My friend!! I want so much to drive down there and give you a hug in person. We need to connect soon!!

    I'm going to message you my phone number on Facebook. I'm always just a phone call away if you want to chat.

    I love you!!

  6. Stacy says:

    Stacey,
    Thank you so much for your comment on my last post…

    Oh, Stacey… I will pray for you and your boy!

    After reading your comment (and others), I wonder how many other mama's struggle in their relationship with their sons? Maybe it's a common mother/son struggle.

    Hmm… that gets the wheels churning in my brain. Maybe a blog series on mothers/sons from some women who are further along in the journey than we are. Some Q & A?
    Thinking on that… 🙂

    Blessings to you and that little man you are raising!

  7. Tara says:

    My heart breaks for you…I have shead the same tears…Missing family and/or friends. To this day I have days I miss them even after 15 yrs. Hugs and prayers your way. The hardest time is at your feet but it will get better.
    Blessings

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