April 12, 2012

  • {family when family’s not there}

    As Easter approached last week, I felt that old familiar tightening in my chest.
    the homesickness creeping in.

    it’s always the holidays. or special days, like birthdays..
    that put that extra ache in my heart for home.

    Sometimes I wonder if the day will ever come when I won’t feel it.
    When I’m finally not countering in my mind between what is now and what was then.

    what we were doing last year. what we used to do every year before that.
    parents house. sunday lunch. easter egg hunt. family pictures on the back parking lot after church.

    now. there’s new traditions beginning. a different church parking lot. ;)

    I used to want that. to establish my own thing within our little family as the kids got older.
    and mom and dad were fine with that. encouraged it.

    They never made us feel that every holiday had to be with them.
    but funny. Now that I have that chance. I just kinda wish for them again. :)

    for those of you further down the journey than me I wonder..
    does that ever go away? the longing to return “home?”

    Thursday, as mom and I talked on the phone.
    both going over what we were cooking. me asking for recipe’s. sharing what we had planned.
    I listened to her talking and could see it all in my mind’s eye.
    it would be just as things had always been in the past.

    but then. it kinda hurt to hear too.
    because insecurities are dumb that way.
    they sneak in and tell you things like, the “hole” you left is closing over.
    maybe you’re not missed at all by anyone back home.
    maybe no one really notices you’re even gone. or cares.


    Coming from a family of all boys has it’s down side at times, on the communication front.
    boys aren’t so great for keeping in touch.
    But in their defense, maybe it’s not just boys.
    I think we all have a phone phobia in our family. {except mom, of course} ;)
    Sometimes, I wonder if sisters would be different.

    then, usually whenever I’m feeling this way..
    within the very next few days I start hearing from them. it’s kinda funny.
    Like there’s some brother code they send out or something – “contact sister.”
    and it makes me smile even now thinking of each and their own ways of letting me know, yeah.. they notice I’m gone. :)

    And Sunday morning driving to church.
    the lump in my throat that had been there all week began burning harder…
    I felt the tears brim and threaten to fall.
    and I turned my face to the window.
    but, as the empty fields, glistening in morning sun blurred by.
    suddenly, out of nowhere, but not really, I know where!
    something came washing in over the homesickness that was clamping down hard around my heart.

    this thought.
    an incredible gratefulness for the body of Christ!

    just a whole new awareness that this. this is our family when family’s not there.

    even when family is there. nearby. but not there. not really.
    ties are broken. hearts are hurt.
    They might live in the very same town, yet you still feel homesick for them.
    for what once was. or never was.
    or what could be.

    and whether separated by pain and anger. or actual miles apart.
    how like God to create this even broader circle of “family” to encompass us no matter where we are.
    pain. anger. miles. separation. homesickness. all.

    That when we call Him, Father, it’s like we automatically gain brothers and sisters from all over the world that call Him the same!

    I love that.

    love being a part of something like that.
    this great big huge family of God!

    and as hard as it’s been to be away from my own..
    I don’t think I would have ever realized the importance, or the power of it, were it not for that.

    Having best friends within your family is awesome. a gift
    But there is value in relationships outside your four walls as well.
    having different perspectives. people that don’t come from the same box of thinking as you.
    it’s good for us. even needed.

    I know relationship comes with risk. it’s scary.

    the haunting question -
    if others see the mess of me, will they turn, running away?

    and relationships in the start can just be downright awkward. a bit weird.
    but unless we’re willing to put up with a little weird. a little awkward.
    and yeah, all the scary of it too, we’ll never know the other side.
    the blessing and encouragement and comfort to be found in place where maybe weird and awkward once were.

    scary? well, that just might always be there. in all relationships.
    because anytime we open ourselves up to someone else, there’s that potential for hurt.

    Like my pastor said a few weeks ago in a sermon.
    “the good news is, we’re family. but the bad news is… we’re family!”

    :)

    like porcupines in a snow storm, we need each other to keep warm –
    but there’s going to be that chance of hurting each other when we get close.

    And I know when you’ve been hurt it’s easy to simply stay away. shut down.
    to think you don’t need anyone. that you can do life just fine on your own.
    but we can’t. we’re not meant to.
    we’re built for community. not solitary.

    As hard as it is, and believe me, I get it.
    no matter the hurt we’ve endured from the sharp quills of someone..
    we cannot be afraid to take a chance on people again!


    Sometimes that chance requires us reaching out.
    not just sitting back waiting to be reached out to.
    to do the inviting. the calling. the one who walks over to the other.
    the effort. the selflessness.

    Not because we’re all brave and confident that way.
    but even more so, because we’re not.
    because God shows up biggest when we feel smallest.

    And sure, there’s different seasons of life where pursuing relationships might be easier than others.
    the day will come when kids are older. no longer needing me to drive them all over the place.
    I might even stop wearing sweatpants and fixing mac and cheese for dinner.

    But I’m realizing too I can’t wait until I feel everything is calmer. that I’m more put together. or I have more time..
    because I’m pretty sure if I keep waiting, I’ll just be dead. it’ll never happen.
    and I’ll have missed out on so much that could have enriched my life through what others have to offer.


    I know that no one can fill the place where only God fits in our hearts.
    but I also know God puts us in these places.
    places of loneliness. of needing relationships. connection. community..
    so that ultimately, in it all, we better discover HIM in ways we couldn’t have otherwise.

    it’s like a full circle thing.
    the more we realize He’s all we need..
    the conclusion isn’t that we stop reaching out. 

    no. the conclusion should be we reach out more than ever!

    because recognizing He alone satisfies leaves us free to love without expectation.

    “the sooner we quit pretending and start admitting we’re all imperfect and in need of grace…
    this is the beginning of real community.”

    just grateful this weekend..
    and again writing this out. going over it again in my heart, for the community around me here.

    for the family when family’s not there.


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    some pictures from our easter~

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    at a friends house for lunch, after Good Friday services.

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    a favorite. I’ve had a hidden stash on top of the fridge for weeks. ;)

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    sunday morning after church. in the parking lot! :)

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    some of the friends that joined us for easter.

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    resurrection rolls.

    my friend Jo told me about these.
    you roll a marshmallow in a crescent roll..
    I let the kids each roll one up so they could see what would happen.
    once the rolls bake, the marshmallow disappears – symbolizing the empty tomb!!

    I thought it was a cute idea. the kids liked it. and they’re also super yummy to eat. :)

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    and just the kids.
     
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    the big ones.

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    the little ones.

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    the little ones laughing at the big ones.

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    and all of them.

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    caught this of the little girls that morning.

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    halfway through Reese stood up and started dancing!
    shaking her little leg back and forth.

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    I think she knew Easter was something to dance about! :)

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    `♥ amber

Comments (39)

  • Oh, Sistah… I know where you are coming from! I am grateful for my family away from family! It’s been 11 years in Denmark, and I admit I still get sad sometimes (especially holidays) and I miss my kids BAD! But, you are so right that you have to risk reaching out and making new memories in new places with new people. Hugs!

  • Beautiful family!!

    One of my friends who are church planters move often and they say they are too busy making new friends to focus on missing their old friends – sure we miss friends, but we have a choice to hide wallowing in the pain or allow God to use us in new ways, new friendships – life is always changing.
    “To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.”

    Yea my brothers don’t contact me at all either and I live near 3 of them – I talk more with the 2 that are hundreds of miles away :) It takes effort to keep in touch with family whether you live close or far away – phone calls are maybe more appreciated when you are far away.

  • Beautiful post, beautiful pictures, beautiful home ~ and Reese shaking her leg just cracks me up! 

  • homesickness does get better at least for me- but it has been 8 years that i havent been with my parents for Easter. Christmas time i still get that ache that almost makes me sick.

    Hugs sweetness – your family is beautiful

  • such a good post Amber. so much of it resonates with me…if homesickness ever gets easier? yes and no for me. in some ways?i don’t want to get to the place where it doesn’t because family for me is so where it’s at…and, yet, if i wallow in the depths of that despair, i cannot live in my now and what will be my children’s ‘remember when’. ya know? holidays and birthdays are always, always hard. especially when the rest of them are all together…seems like i’m constantly going thru that thing of wanting to be there, yet loving and living in my now…rambling, i know.
    the Easter pictures in the parking lot thing cracks me up. not because that seems so ‘odd’ to me, but because i’m so glad i’m not the only one who gets that kind of pics. =)
    your kids…i just cannot believe how they are all growing right up! little Reese; such a cutie!
    hope this week is a good one for you Amber!!
    love ya~
    R

  • I had a lot of different thoughts while reading this. I’ll never just miss calling my mom to chat like that because that’s not us, but I do it with my sister. I know that when I leave her house after visiting, or when she leaves mine after visiting, I feel homesick for HER. Every single time.

    “because recognizing He alone satisfies leaves us free to love without expectation” That part is hard for me. When will I ever love without expectation?? I want to, but I’m pretty terrible at it.

    The thing about church being like family as both good and bad made me laugh and reminded me about something a friend once told me about living in Hawaii, “The best thing about living in Hawaii is that everyone wears a bikini. The worst thing about living in Hawaii is that EVERYONE wears a bikini.”

    Your kids are getting SO big! I love Reese’s piano dancing!

  • I think we will all be a bit lonesome until we get home to Heaven. I still get homesick for
    Africa and when I was there I was homesick for the USA. I like what your pastor said. We
    are blessed to have most of our family living here. Right now we have a grandson, 27 years old,
    who has separated himself from the rest of the family. I keep praying for him. He doesn’t know
    the Lord yet.

  • It would be hard to live far away from family. I doubt you will ever get used to being far away, but over time, you will get into a routine of your own and that is what your children are going to know, that will be your new comfortable.

    Even when you live close to family things change. Last year for the first time in my life (except for one other year!) my grandmother didn’t have Christmas Eve. We were all so sad…it didn’t feel much like Christmas Eve. But that’s the way this life goes, nothing stays the same here. Everything is only for a season. Thankfully we have eternity to look forward to.

    Things would have been so much better had you guys just moved to Chicago!!! Just sayin!

    As for your stash of peeps…that is funny. I don’t like peeps, yuck. But I had a stash of Twix. ;)

    Loved your pictures. Beautiful, beautiful family!
    Happy Thursday.

  • Very beautifully shared. I am grateful for both family and my family in God. These are blessings indeed!!

  • So glad you ended up having a nice Easter. It would be very hard to be away fom family.

    Happy Easter.

  • my heart hurts for the ache that never leaves you. FAMILY is a connection that doesn’t end.
    eat that whole stash of “stale” peeps. it might help. ;)
    LOVE and BLESSINGS to your precious, beautiful family!
    oh my goodness! are THEY BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!! <3

  • I love Easter – you have a beautiful family

  • beautiful pictures and such wise words! ha ha love the secret stash of peeps you have :)
    the piano pictures of the girlies is just tooo sweet!
    I so understand the struggle of missing loved ones and wanting to be with them especially on the holidays.
    And yes sisters do keep in much better touch :) My brothers..if I hear from them I always think uh oh whats wrong.
    I did not even do a Easter meal this year (missing my siblings/not wanting to cook ) reason :) We went on a looong bike ride and ate out :)
    loved this that you shared “the sooner we quit pretending and start admitting we’re all imperfect and in need of grace…
    this is the beginning of real community.”

    Thank you for sharing! You are so encouraging and wise!

  • It did get better after time with me. But there are still times when it aches some. Just not as intensely. I just try to remember what it must have been like in the pioneer days. When people were joining the wagon trains and heading off to new
    lands. They knew without much doubt that when they said good-bye to loved ones at home there was pretty much no chance of them ever getting back to see them again. So I try to remember to be thankful for cars and planes, and the telephone.
    But I have to say, now that I am facing something pretty scarey in my life, the first thoughts that came to my mind was “I want my mom and dad to come here” . I guess even at 43 I still “need” my mom!!:) You have a very beautiful family. God bless!

  • Considering I had to move away from my family for safety issues, my heart has always ached to have that closeness. You have a most beautiful extended family. I love the little ones laughing shot. Absolutely darling!

  • I have never lived away from my family, so I can’t really expound on homesickness.  But, I liked what you wrote.  About how sometimes you can live nearby to family and still it is not the way you wished. And about how we, as believers, are part of a great, big family. The family of God. Isn’t that just so cool? 

  • so glad it’s not just me who thinks friendships are difficult at first, especially. and yes, frankly, I’m one of those who tends to want to throw in the towel and become a hermit. but you are right. we are made for people. made for community and we need it. like it or not. I think I needed this reminder that it’s natural for people to sometimes be “work”. I guess there’s a fine line between effort and high maintenance……for sure…..there’s a difference…..but yes, people are imperfect.
    love you and your posts as always.
    on a side note, I’m completely freaking out because Abby wants me to photograph her wedding. am REALLY not qualified, not even semi-professional, and would be a nervous wreck. don’t think I’m gonna do it. but it did make me think if you lived down this way, we could tackle it together. wouldn’t be quite so scary then..
    almost friday!!! yipee! I love Thursdays.

  • Oh my, this brought tears to my eyes.
    I think so much of our memories around the holiday has always involved family and this is why those moments away seem so hard. I am so thankful for the fond memories and hurt for those who don’t have that legacy!

    “like porcupines in a snowstorm”…love that.

    Loved this post, Amber!! You children are beautiful!!

  • @Scott Cornett@facebook - gulp. you made me get all teary eyed. :) love you more!

  • What a beautiful family! :)
    I do wish I could have my own too
    Btw, we are always missed back home.. when I left for college and lived far away, my dad would sit in my bed and cry missing me everyday after work for three months, and spend a time there looking at my room. Yes, it will always be our home and for sure we have a special place in our family’s heart.

  • Beautiful post & pictures!

  • We never lived away from my folks, nor Bill’s folks, but I remember when Bill’s folks moved about 40 miles away from us after living just a street over most of our married life.  My heart just ached!! Silly, I know, seeing that you live hundreds of miles from your family.  I also know the ache of my kiddoes living hundreds of miles away.  The ache never goes away, but I promise that life begins to have a new rhythm, and the pain has to work its way to the surface at that point.  Sometimes I wonder if Pamela feels that we don’t miss her as much, especially since Bo and Em moved back home and we’ve been so busy getting everything settled and finding this OTHER new rhythm of life.  But I do miss her - so, so much!

    I just love, love, love the pics of your family!  I could get pretty gushy and mushy about it, but I won’t.  Just know you are all beautiful and precious!!

  • We choose to stay near family, and have loved having holidays together. Now that I have young men, that are married and living elsewhere, I feel the ache. I miss them so much and do love it when they can come and be with us. I feel very blessed that they have traveled great distances when able to spend the time with us. In between I ask God for the grace to be without them. He is faithful, and often lets me think of them and feel the love. Sweet blessing to have phone calls, “Hi Mom, it is me”. I am so blessed that now we have internet to Skype and FB each other so I can “see” into life with them. I know this is just stage one, as now both have missionary callings, but as you know, that blesses my heart too.
    I too am so happy with the love and fellowship with our family of God. The 4th of July seems to be our holiday to celebrate with them!

    Love all the pics. My favorite has to be of the dancing girl on the piano bench, white lace and ruffles swaying!

  • I have one brother and no sisters.  He has phone phobia too.  lol  We live away from family (six hours).  My husband is a pastor and we don’t make it home for Easter.  I completely understand the homesickness creeping in and the wondering if your missed.  Reading this comforted me.  I’m not alone in my feelings.  :)

  • I think my whole family-parents have phone phobia. I try my best to stay up to date with them but it always seems like I have a knack of calling at just the wrong time :)

  • I am away from family, and totally feel the emotion of what you wrote. And, yes. Sisters stay in touch better than brothers! I guess we girls are more talkative. :)

  • The community and the quills…OO-OO-OOo yeah! It’s all part of life, as you know. Until September, I’ve been apart from my family for almost my whole marriage; they only lived 2 hours away, some still do. We always had to be the travelers and it was very difficult, to say the least.( I know, I know. I should have never complained about a 2 hour drive!) Now, we have my parents and older sis nearby, so we’ve celebrated 3 holidays together. That brings a whole different kind of stress, but I’m grateful for the experience! During all the years of not having family around, some of our friends became like family. They are precious and have been loyal! You must have a fabulous, loving family, despite the phone phobia, which ALSO exists in our famly! My sisters and I do text each other all the time. Youngest brother doesn’t connect. Other brother’s serving time. I think I only have a small case of phone anxiety. ( :   All of your photos are so stunningly beautiful! 

  • Aw. I love this. I really, really need to go to bed! I’ll try to come back later. I miss my family so much, a lot. But I do get to talk to them and I’m very thankful for technology. :) I am going to spend mothers day with my mom this year and I haven’t since I was 3 yrs old. That’s a blessing! Ok, talk to you soon! <3

  • I’m so shallow that I often come to your page just for the photography, but then I am ALWAYS, without fail, blessed, encouraged, inspired and challenged by your WORDS. Happy Easter!

  • I’m glad God brings friends in our lives that help ease the pain of separation from family.

    “porcupines in a snowstorm,” that is a good way to describe it. HaHa!

  • wow. i always love reading thro your posts. you are so great with words. and the pictures are good… you all look amazing so pretty… your girls are adorable in their easter dresses.

    happy friday!

  • Yes – sisters r different :) at least mine r. my brother prefers texting ~ but Im good with that – :)
    happy late easter~ your older ones r well – looking older :) that is happening here too!

  • Have enjoyed your blog for quite sometime now…The hardest thing I’ve ever had to do, many years ago, was move away from my family.  So, yes, I completely understand.  My parents have since passed away, but, thanks be to God they were strong believers, so I know I will see them again!  Thank you for your beautiful post.  I always enjoy the pictures!

  • I’ve always longed for a close family, but never had one. We live within 10 miles of my mother and brother, 75 miles of my sister and never see either of them. It’s sad. I tried to build bridges to their hearts for years and finally realized they have to be willing too. They’re not interested in being close to each other or me. It’s sad, but the Lord’s family has helped fill in the gaps.

    Your post really resonated within me. I, too, have been realizing that it’s time to reach out to others and love others. Someone said if you want friends, be a friend. I didn’t quite understand what they meant by it, but now I think maybe they meant to be approachable and kind………offering friendship and genuine caring before you seek it. Sometimes being a friend means accepting all the quirks and humanity we see in another person and loving them, anyway. It’s a choice, really.

    I’ve been reading Safe People and it is one of the best books (and has a workbook as well) for realizing that there are safe people out there and for becoming a safe person to others. 

    I love your heart, Amber! (((big warm squishy hugs)))

  • big gulpy places inside as i read this. and dancing leg feelings like reese in others!!! so much to say that i’ll be back.

    love.

  • I can’t take time to read all this, but I did catch the “tightening of the chest….Easter, birthdays, etc…” Yes mam, I know all about that!!

    Let me say again….you are amazing. Your photos are beautiful. Your children….breath taking!
    Hugs!

  • Awww, this is so beautiful and tender. There is such an understanding with other people that have experienced moving and change and leaving family… There is so much that is hard about that, and so much that is good. In some ways the hardness brings the good, which is rather ironic. But I know for me, the difficulty of being far from my family has made me far more sensitive to other people far away from their families, whereas before I would not have understood at all. Not that I am the perfect sympathizer or whatever, you know? But there is an understanding, an “I get that.” I think you’ve done so well in adjusting and in accepting your new area and the people there… In your homesickness, I don’t hear even a hint of bitterness, and that is really beautiful because I have struggled a lot in the past years with the acceptance… You bless me, Amber!

    And beautiful pictures… Coming over here is so fun even if just for the pictures. :) Love your photography!

  • What a beautiful post Amber! That is one of the many gifts we are given as God’s children, that family encompasses so much for than genetics… that where ever God’s people are across this globe, there is family and love. I’m so glad you are able to find that were you are.

    Your Easter pictures are just dreamy! I can’t stop looking at them… the fresh flowers and soft color pallets… I just love it! The pictures of the kids are fantastic, especially the little girls with their happy faces (love Clarita’s headbands on them!).

    I’ve missed stopping in here, it’s always such a treat!

  • Oh my. I’m catching up on your posts and just loving the beautiful photography. I know homesickness and I really appreciate your thoughts here. So grateful myself for a church and community I love because most of my family is very far away as well. Only I am the one living in the home community. Most of the others moved away. Sometimes I’d give a LOT to go home to Mom & Dad’s for a Sunday evening. Or have a good discussion with my siblings. But I know that we’ve been forced out of the family comfort zone and that’s healthy and good in lots of ways.

    The girls’ room is just gorgeous on one of your other posts. Can you come redo my entire house? Pretty please? I really like the doily idea. You are so creative.

    Love to you as you make a new family in Canada.

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