100 Posts!!

I can't believe that this is the 100th post!!! When I began this blog- some people who are close to me thought I would never keep it up. So much so that they decided to not even LOOK at the blog since it wouldn't be around very long. To those people- I say, "HA! HA! I SHOWED YOU!!!!"
We love our little family blog. It is such a great way for us to document what is going on in our lives. This blog is dedicated to thoughts on marriage and raising a family. I just read a book called, "The Poisonwood Bible," which had the best description of a mother's love for her children. Orleanna said that you love your eldest. You love all your children. But the love that you have for your youngest is a different kind of love. I really pondered that. Do I love Taesun differently than I love the girls? Yes. Is it because he is a boy? Is it because he is the youngest? I'm not sure. What I do know is love is a complex thing.

Love between a woman and her husband is different than love between a woman and her boyfriend. It is more intense. It is a special bond that can only be explained to people who have been through it or are in it now. Until you have lost a loved one and are down so deep in depression that you can't see the light of day- and your husband is the ONLY one who can lift you up and show you reasons to keep on living. Until you have a child in the emergency room at Children's Hospital with a blood clot in his brain, a fractured skull, and doctors cannot give you answers that you deserve. You feel like all is lost. How are you going to be the rock that your child needs? How are you to act calm and make sure your child stays calm and doesn't worry? Your spouse is the only rock you can lean on. The only one that knows you so intensely that he knows when to speak, when to be silent, when to reassure you, and when to just hug you. That is LOVE.

As far as my children go-
Addison: I love her for her maturity. I love her because she reminds me of me when I was younger. I love her because she takes care of me when I need her. I love her for the person she will become, once was, and already is. She is pure LOVE.

Jenna: I love her for her spunk. I love her spontaneity. I love her for her passion for life. Her will to be older than she is. Her personality is truly one of a kind. I love her for being my "tiny baby" which she will probably never outgrow. I love her for her desire to know Jesus personally. She is pure LOVE.

Taesun: I love him for being my baby. I love him because his are the only kicks I can remember from when I was pregnant with him. I love him for reminding me that I am needed. I love him for being my son. I love him for his apolegetic attitude when he knows he did something wrong. He is pure LOVE.

As you can see- I don't know how God provided me with all of this love to give. As much as my kids quarrel, bicker, disobey, fight me to eat their dinner, and talk back to me... I still love them. That will never change. You know God's pure love once you become a parent. It is everlasting. It never dies. Thank God for that.