Five Far From Home
I originally created this blog in 2006 so that our family and friends could keep up with us as we lived abroad with the Air Force, now we will use it to keep you all updated on our journey forward. As we step out where the sidewalk ends after our dear father and husband's untimely death after a brief, but fierce battle with a rare form of cancer. You can read about his 10 month fight on his caring bridge page - http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/rob_murphy.
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Monday, February 17, 2014
Friday, February 14, 2014
Before catching the bus this morning Micah was feeling a little under the weather, just a slight stuffiness and tired feeling. He wanted to go to school so badly because today was the Valentine’s Day party. I sent him on his way with instructions to call me if he started feeling any worse. Since I didn’t hear anything from him, I assumed all was well.
He is the last one to get home in the afternoons, and so when he arrived at 4 PM the other three of us were already involved in separate tasks all over the house. Micah walked in the door and I shouted up, “HI!” to which he replied, “I’m sick” in a defeated voice. I exclaimed, “Oh, No!” and ran up to the door to start fussing over him, instantly feeling his hot forehead. Sarah followed close behind and began to help Micah off with all his snow gear and express concern. Hearing the commotion Noah came running and seeing Micah he said, “Are you ok? Did you throw up?” Micah then melted into a puddle of tears, and after I got him into pajamas and onto the couch he was able to try and tell me why he was crying.
“It was just so good to be home,” was all he could explain.
On this Valentine’s Day, I know exactly how you feel sweet boy. We’ve been wrestling with some issues of the heart in our home lately and have not been looking forward to this holiday. But, at the end of the day – when all is said and done – God has given us each other, these 4 people and a furry little friend – to uplift, care for, and watch out for each other. Home.
It was nice that a couple of our sweet friends from far away remembered us with flowers. Sarah and I went out to lunch together. We are all home for the evening and my sweet kids are sitting with me through a Jane Austen movie (for the thousandth time!!)
Things will be ok.
Broken hearts will mend, with time.
Bodies will heal.
We will lean on each other
We will remember our faith.
We know not what the future holds, but we know the One who holds the future.
Thursday, January 23, 2014
That's been the hardest part - the feeling like I am moving on, and slowly accepting that I'm okay.
Sunday, January 12, 2014
Sunday, December 29, 2013
"On a winter Sunday I go
To clear away the snow
and green the ground below.
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
Monday, December 23, 2013
Sunday, December 22, 2013
We traveled to Waukesha to celebrate Christmas with Ann & Lee (Rob's Mom and step-Dad) and were treated to 6" of snow! The kids had never seen so much snow and enjoyed a little time outside being goofy, throwing snowballs, and figuring out what it tastes like (Evan!)
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Monday, December 9, 2013
Thursday, November 28, 2013
Bob is Rob's Dad, Elaine is his wife and Jaime is her daughter.
Monday, November 25, 2013
Saturday, November 23, 2013
The boys and I ran in the 19th annual race today! It was COLD out there, baby - a chilly 12degrees and windy. Noah was feeling a little off the night before and when we came home from the race we discovered he was running a fever, but he still pressed on and ran the whole way. Micah had to walk a few times to breath through some side aches, and his legs were getting a little sore toward the end, but he made it the whole way and finished strong. Sarah didn't run the race, so instead she acted as our chauffeur. She ended up parking on a side street along the campus, unbeknown to her, that the racer were going to use - so when the runner's started filtering by she took a short video and caught and took a screen cap of a shot with all four of us in the frame - ain't technology great?
We'll do it again next year - but plan to train a little more so Micah can run the whole way and MAYBE get Sarah out on the trail?
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Today Rob's Dad and I spent the better part of the morning sorting through piles and piles of papers.It was a job I'd been putting off, yet there was no particular reason that we had to do it now, it just worked out in our schedules to be able to do it together. I also didn't want wait too much longer because knowing the task was waiting for me was building it up to be almost worse than it was. almost. it was several gut wrenching hours of painstakingly going through things, sorting out what to keep, what needed to be shredded, and what could just be thrown away. Bob did most of the work, I was so thankful for him today, and sorted it into piles for me to go through. We came across papers from his original enlistment into the Air Force, orders to his assignments in Missouri, Kuwait, Korea, and Germany. There were also certificates from classes he completed or awards he had won. Ham radio licenses, manuals, and gadgets. We'd come across notebooks full of his handwriting or things he had saved that were sentimental to him. The task is far from over, there are some things that I'm just not ready to face yet and many things that we set aside that I'm not willing to let go. But there is a big pile of things to get rid of and 2 bags full of shredded documents - and make no mistake - come Friday, trash day, it will still be nearly impossible to carry those out to the curb. But I have this picture, and it serves as proof. Records of a life (albeit too short by my standards) lived, testament of a man who meticulously cared and provided for his family and enjoyed the things on this earth that God gave him talents in. Evidence of a life well-lived.
Monday, November 11, 2013