Home on a Hill

Journeyer, man was it ever a week!

This hamster wheel month has reached its peak and I barely had time to breathe last week.

Hardly a day passed by that I pulled out of my drive with the sun beginning to rise and returned about the time it set.

That said, I managed to hone in on moments that gave me peace of mind, brought me comfort, and settled my soul for a bit of respite.

Warren and I had a productive counseling session, followed by a dinner date where I had the most delicious fresh veggie Panini…

and this thirst quenching raspberry spinach smoothie.

I had a dream that I was walking along side a bear, which according to this dream interpretation journal represents resurrection, independence, strength, and that I could be going through a period of introspection.

Could that be any further from the truth?

More entries are coming in slowly for the Teacher’s Supply Giveaway! You’ve got two more weeks to submit your favorite educator (which could be you, yourself!)

I helped Big Guy pull together these duds for his homecoming dance and spent Saturday participating in all things Homecoming.

Isn’t he handsome?

I took a long Sunday, scenic drive to go watch Beauty and her team play.

One of her teammates saw Beauty carrying the bag of goodies I’d brought along for the team and asked if I’d made been baking again.

“Your cookies are the best ever,” she said with a laugh.

Just days before, the mother of one of Big Guy’s teammates said to me, “I need to get your chocolate chip recipe because I am told no one makes them like you do.”

I had to laugh. Then I told her that it was a secret family recipe, but I’d share it with her and all the other moms sitting by with their ears perked.

If you want the recipe for the World’s Best Chocolate Chip Cookies EVER, you can read about it here.

Unbeknownst to me, the drive to my daughter’s match took me within two miles of a friend’s house in Syracuse, and an impromptu call gave us the opportunity to spend the afternoon together.

On the way home from the event, my friend and I stopped at a little pizza shop where I just had to take a photo of this giant tub of shredded mozzarella cheese.

I immediately thought of Fave, who has been known to eat mozzarella cheese straight from the loaf. When he was living at home I always had a bin full of string cheese and would often save for him a chunk from the block when I was making lasagna.

Hubby and Son were in New Mexico for a National competition, where a new record, a personal best, and a gold medal sweetened the weekend and made all his hard work worth the effort.

And throughout the week, there was music, tunes that touched me in many different ways, but the one I noted so as not to forget was Phil Collins’ You Can’t Hurry Love…

Love don’t come easy…but boy is it ever beautiful…

I had to stop when I spotted this little home on a hilltop on the way home from Sunday’s game.

There was just something so special and unique and beckoning, almost as if this little dwelling held some magical quality.

I thought about this surreal setting, about how the abode atop the hill is sort of symbolic of life.

Our uphill climbs are not easy, they require great exertion, frequently demand our full attention, and are often fraught with anxiety, but once we reach the summit, we can rest and relish in the beauty of our energies and success…

Love is a bit like building a home on a hill, there are many unique challenges along the way, but once in place, the views are breathtaking…

What about you, Journeyer? What Moment(s) added joy to your week’s climb?

Until next time, yours in healing, hope, and happiness…

Soon…

    ~AE
And one more thing before I go: With less than 100 days before my favorite holiday, Christmas trees are out and lighting up my life! :)