Kurtis' dad had a stroke two weeks ago and it took us all by surprise. Charles is a young 74 years old and still does hikes and camp outs with his 11 year old scouts. With that being said, I often say that Charles at 74yo is healthier than my parents at 64yo. But when confronted with this new development, the Eber kids were all talking and the comment "Dad needs to act his age" came up. Some of us (myself included) want him to take it easy from the hiking and the camping while others think he should do what he likes to do and is physically capable to do no matter his age. It's all been a very interesting thing and has caused me to ponder my own AGE and how I should be acting and so here it is:
I like to think that I'm living my ideal age. Now my ideal age, my REAL AGE, is not a number. It's a mindset. I like to think that I'm YOUNG ENOUGH that I'm still cool to the younger generation. I'm YOUNG ENOUGH to be in touch with the younger generation and what they like. I'm YOUNG ENOUGH to have fun and be whimsical and carefree. But I'm also OLD ENOUGH to have wisdom to offer the younger generation. I'm OLD ENOUGH to appreciate and have learned from my past experiences, good and bad. But I'm also YOUNG ENOUGH to hope for more experiences, good and bad. I'm OLD ENOUGH to know that I don't know everything but YOUNG ENOUGH to keep learning. I'm OLD ENOUGH to know better and YOUNG ENOUGH to sometimes not care :) I like to think that I'm at the ideal age, the real age I want to be. It's not a 20s, 30s, or 40s thing. It's the age where I appreciate my life and see my growth but at the same time, I hope I have more growing to do and look forward to doing it. I just want to be YOUNG, OLD ENOUGH to always look around me and appreciate, love, and keep dreaming.
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
One year older and wiser too?
When I was 17yo, I was a senior in high school. I was going to graduate in May and start college in the Fall. Two weeks after starting Wittenberg Univ, I turned 18! I knew myself (or so I thought). I was a good person. I was smart and I knew where I wanted to go and who I was.
By the time I turned 22, I had graduated college in the spring and was just beginning my career as a teacher! I had my own apartment, I had a good job that I loved, and I knew who I was and what I wanted.....though I had discovered along the way that I was not who I thought I was at 18 and I was not where I thought I would be. I was still a good person, I thought I was smart and I thought I turned out pretty good.
By 25yo, I was a newlywed (married a little over a year), expecting my first child and giving up my "career" to become a mother! I owned a house (with my husband), I had dinner on the table when he got home from work. I felt I was even smarter than before and I REALLY knew I was.
By the time I was 30, I was expecting my THIRD child! We were in the process of buying our second home (and trying to sell our first) and I had learned that motherhood was my career (one that I would never retire from). By then I was certain of who I was and I was starting to realize that I was not any wiser than when I was 17!
In a few days I will turn the wizened 34 years of age. In all my time on earth I have earned a high school diploma and a Bachelor's degree. I have had a teaching career and learned a viable skill using music and sharing my passion of it. I have married (and so far, stayed married) to an amazing man who loves me unconditionally and quite honestly, he puts up with all my crud when I'm pretty sure everyone else would run from if they could. I have given birth to four amazingly beautiful, healthy and vibrant children (and no, I'm not biased in the least). I consider myself a somewhat knowledgable woman though I'm sure I lack certain common sense. But as I think about this past year and the ups and downs, I'm not sure I'm any wiser. I think I know who I am but I REALLY know who I want to be.....I'm just not her yet. I'm not as patient as she is. I'm not as compassionate as she is. I'm not nearly as smart as she is. And well, I just don't know if I'll ever be as beautiful as she is BUT I'm trying! I'm a little more tolerant than last year. I'm way better at sympathizing than I was last year. I'm trying to complain less (some days are better than others). I try to work harder and even play harder as well. I volunteer more than last year. And I'm learning to be kinder in my honesty.
What I'm trying to say is...I know I have a lot of things to improve upon. I still don't really know who I am but I know who I'm not. I know what I've accomplished. I know what I want to still achieve. I don't mind getting older as long as I still enjoy the good things, the fun things, the things that make life worth living, the things that keep you young in spite of your age. So I'll smile when my birthday comes along and I'll remind myself that the Greta I am at 34yo is still a good Greta...until she gets even better!
By the time I turned 22, I had graduated college in the spring and was just beginning my career as a teacher! I had my own apartment, I had a good job that I loved, and I knew who I was and what I wanted.....though I had discovered along the way that I was not who I thought I was at 18 and I was not where I thought I would be. I was still a good person, I thought I was smart and I thought I turned out pretty good.
By 25yo, I was a newlywed (married a little over a year), expecting my first child and giving up my "career" to become a mother! I owned a house (with my husband), I had dinner on the table when he got home from work. I felt I was even smarter than before and I REALLY knew I was.
By the time I was 30, I was expecting my THIRD child! We were in the process of buying our second home (and trying to sell our first) and I had learned that motherhood was my career (one that I would never retire from). By then I was certain of who I was and I was starting to realize that I was not any wiser than when I was 17!
In a few days I will turn the wizened 34 years of age. In all my time on earth I have earned a high school diploma and a Bachelor's degree. I have had a teaching career and learned a viable skill using music and sharing my passion of it. I have married (and so far, stayed married) to an amazing man who loves me unconditionally and quite honestly, he puts up with all my crud when I'm pretty sure everyone else would run from if they could. I have given birth to four amazingly beautiful, healthy and vibrant children (and no, I'm not biased in the least). I consider myself a somewhat knowledgable woman though I'm sure I lack certain common sense. But as I think about this past year and the ups and downs, I'm not sure I'm any wiser. I think I know who I am but I REALLY know who I want to be.....I'm just not her yet. I'm not as patient as she is. I'm not as compassionate as she is. I'm not nearly as smart as she is. And well, I just don't know if I'll ever be as beautiful as she is BUT I'm trying! I'm a little more tolerant than last year. I'm way better at sympathizing than I was last year. I'm trying to complain less (some days are better than others). I try to work harder and even play harder as well. I volunteer more than last year. And I'm learning to be kinder in my honesty.
What I'm trying to say is...I know I have a lot of things to improve upon. I still don't really know who I am but I know who I'm not. I know what I've accomplished. I know what I want to still achieve. I don't mind getting older as long as I still enjoy the good things, the fun things, the things that make life worth living, the things that keep you young in spite of your age. So I'll smile when my birthday comes along and I'll remind myself that the Greta I am at 34yo is still a good Greta...until she gets even better!
Monday, September 2, 2013
a month in the life of Zeke
Just a fun idea to post monthly pics of Zeke now that he is 9 months. Just curious to see how he's grown....take a look!
Starting Sept off right
Well, so much for catching up and staying caught up! I totally blew off the last week of August and now we're in Sept! Woo, better get caught up....again.....
So Kalen had his first day of preschool and LOVED IT! He is going to the same preschool Sammy went to and even though we haven't been there for a few years his teachers both said "he's just like Sam." I found it a little surprising b/c I have in my memory that Sam was a little more mellow than Kalen but maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I just keep telling myself that. Needless to say, last week Kalen was great. He doesn't cry when he gets dropped off, just runs to play. He told my sister today that he has "lots of friends". On Thursday as we were leaving, he made me walk back into the school (we were already in the parking lot) so he could tell Mrs. Frey goodbye! He really enjoys getting his bookbag on and going with Daddy and the older kids to go school. The last three days he's gone to school, he has been dressed and wearing his backpack before I'm even out of bed. I hope he keeps loving school this much.
Sammy has been growing a garden in Cub Scouts this summer and in May he came home with Sunflower seeds. We planted them and boy did they grow! He's been so proud of them and I'm happy to see him work hard at something and then have it come to fruition...literally! He also enjoyed picking his tomatoes and then going around one Monday evening and passing them out to friends. It really brought him a lot of joy!
This past weekend we drove to Michigan to stay and visit with Kurtis' brother Kelly and family. The kids had a blast. Kelly and Chalene were married the same year as Kurtis and I and every year one of us has had a kid so has the other so:
We have Sam (8yo) they have Evan (8yo). We have Iz (6yo), they have Benjamin (6yo). They have Kayla (4yo), we have Kal (soon to be 4yo) and we both had babies in 2012: Savannah and Zeke. So it's fun when the kids get together and have time to play. Evan was getting baptized and it was so sweet to be there and be a part of it. I know Kurtis loves supporting his brother and being able to watch his nephews/nieces grow up. It was a good time.
So Kalen had his first day of preschool and LOVED IT! He is going to the same preschool Sammy went to and even though we haven't been there for a few years his teachers both said "he's just like Sam." I found it a little surprising b/c I have in my memory that Sam was a little more mellow than Kalen but maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I just keep telling myself that. Needless to say, last week Kalen was great. He doesn't cry when he gets dropped off, just runs to play. He told my sister today that he has "lots of friends". On Thursday as we were leaving, he made me walk back into the school (we were already in the parking lot) so he could tell Mrs. Frey goodbye! He really enjoys getting his bookbag on and going with Daddy and the older kids to go school. The last three days he's gone to school, he has been dressed and wearing his backpack before I'm even out of bed. I hope he keeps loving school this much.
Sammy has been growing a garden in Cub Scouts this summer and in May he came home with Sunflower seeds. We planted them and boy did they grow! He's been so proud of them and I'm happy to see him work hard at something and then have it come to fruition...literally! He also enjoyed picking his tomatoes and then going around one Monday evening and passing them out to friends. It really brought him a lot of joy!
This past weekend we drove to Michigan to stay and visit with Kurtis' brother Kelly and family. The kids had a blast. Kelly and Chalene were married the same year as Kurtis and I and every year one of us has had a kid so has the other so:
We have Sam (8yo) they have Evan (8yo). We have Iz (6yo), they have Benjamin (6yo). They have Kayla (4yo), we have Kal (soon to be 4yo) and we both had babies in 2012: Savannah and Zeke. So it's fun when the kids get together and have time to play. Evan was getting baptized and it was so sweet to be there and be a part of it. I know Kurtis loves supporting his brother and being able to watch his nephews/nieces grow up. It was a good time.
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