>You turned my wailing into dancing….

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I closed my blog down for a while for privacy. My son took the ASVAB (the test to get into the armed forces) and scored very well. Very, very well. Initially, he was counseled by everyone to keep certain things in the past, in the past. Unfortunatley, his score negated that possibility since he would assuredly be offered jobs with high level security clearances. After some serious consideration, he decided to contact his recruiter and tell him the whole truth. The recruiter wasn’t really sure what to do and called his superior officer who counseled my son to lie. In the end, my son couldn’t and wouldn’t lie. His physical is tomorrow. My husband is down in the city with him helping him look for work and will be there when it comes down to the signing.

This is far from resolved. My son is thinking about going to a Missions’ Training School this summer. He’s been offered a 50% scholarship to attend. I have no idea what the future holds for my son or for my daughter. Everyday I hold my breath and then remember to breathe and hope and pray and try to let go. If I would have known how hard this phase of parenting would be I don’t know if I’d ever have had kids. It is literally like labor all over again only this time through my heart.

In the midst of all this change, I’m still looking for myself. I put me somewhere for safe-keeping and can’t seem to remember where. Anyway, my debonair husband escorted me to a Prom of sorts for Valentine’s Day. We had a great time, if you can’t tell. It has been so long since we gussied ourselves up and went dancing. I wish you could see the little skirt I was wearing. It was the cutest thing and, of course, I wore my famous red Cole Haan’s (it was Valentine’s).

As Oscar Wilde said, β€œTo live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” Screw this existing. Here’s some pictures of me with the love of my life. I think we’ve held up pretty well after 22 years of marriage.

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Hear, O LORD, and be merciful to me;
O LORD, be my help.”

You turned my wailing into dancing;
you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,

that my heart may sing to you and not be silent.
O LORD my God, I will give you thanks forever.
(Psalm 30:10-12)

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16 thoughts on “>You turned my wailing into dancing….

  1. >Look at you!!! πŸ™‚ One pretty little woman with a handsome man. Yahoo!! Yeah for Wolfie’s integrity! I think in the end, the lie would find him out. Happened to a neighbor’s son. I’m so glad you got to get all dressed up and go dancing with your love. What a treat!! πŸ™‚

  2. >HA! I’m laughing at the comment (by Anon/Jen) about the Tick looking like he’s up to something. That’s such a great description!also, Dittoing what Kristi said….would also have loved a shot of those fabulous shoes.

  3. >Good for your son for being truthful. My husband knows people who had a less than clean past who were honest and still got their top secret security clearance. If you lie and are discovered, it’s all over. Now you are a known liar and a security risk. It’s not like they aren’t going to find out, either. The federal investigators really do come out and interview your friends and neighbors. Living on a military base, I get a steady stream of them, asking about my neighbors.Good luck to him!

  4. >How fun, Chloe! I'm glad that you're on a journey of rediscovering yourself, that you & The Tick went out & had a glorious time (and that you wore THE SHOES!)! May God continue to bless you & your family for your faithfulness in serving Him.Leslie/NUOY

  5. >What a gorgeous restart to your blog. So relieved and proud of Wolfie – not lying is sooo good but being asked is common sadly :(You and Tick look great and very happy together too.

  6. >Chloe…Getting gussied up and dancing (MUST have a picture of the skirt and RED SHOES dear) is always a good coping skill. As for your child sticking to his guns and being HONEST; goodness, we need more of THAT. Thumbs up! It’s SO pathetic that we have lowered the common denominator with regards to truth. I hope you remember where you safely tucked yourself. It is a TREASURE hunt and we’re happy to be on it with you. Abrazos…

  7. >Wow, Chloe! You look great! I had to do a double take because I thought for a minute that was PSP!!! You don’t look like a woman who has been married for 22 years!And, Bravo to Wolfie for his honesty. I pray that he continues to walk in and be blessed for his integrity.

  8. >You two look great! You gave such a vivid description of parenting young adults – “like birthing through my heart”. I’m nearing that stage of parenting and I can see you are right.Thanks for your comment the other day on the Global Food Crisis post – we made it to 127 comments!

  9. Good for your son for being truthful. My husband knows people who had a less than clean past who were honest and still got their top secret security clearance. If you lie and are discovered, it's all over. Now you are a known liar and a security risk. It's not like they aren't going to find out, either. The federal investigators really do come out and interview your friends and neighbors. Living on a military base, I get a steady stream of them, asking about my neighbors.Good luck to him!

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