Wednesday, January 13, 2010

I HAVE ARRIVED! Or, at least I know where I'm going now.

Yes, that's me. At the kitchen table by the coffee cup! I may think I have arrived, yet I have not gone very far. You will still most likely find me at the kitchen table with a coffee cup, or at my scrapbook table with a coffee cup, or at the computer, you guessed it, with a coffee cup .

A couple of years ago I was in the process of making a Heritage Scrapbook for my family, and when creating the page for each of the four children as adults, I hit a road block. One brother was retired from the military. My other brother owned his own construction company. My sister ran her own piano studio with 60 students, and I, the baby of the family, had no real career. I didn't know what to put on my page. What was I? As I contemplated what to put on my page, I began to realize that I had fulfilled my childhood dream. I had been married 25 years, and I had four children. I worked at my children's school and at our church. I had survived one daughter's wedding and had one grandchild. Through it all, I had learned to do so much, and I had skills I never thought I would have. I was very happy and fulfilled. I didn't need to have a title. It was a good thing to have a career, but not a bad thing to not have one. I remembered what my mama had told me long ago. She said when I was a little girl I always said ,"I want to be a mamacooker when I grow up". Mamacooker? In my child's mind I must have been really impressed with my mama. She was a good one! She loved her family, took care of us, and loved every minute of her time spent with us, and she loved to cook. One word, mamacooker, summed it up for me I guess!

I now know that I am a "mamacooker". I love being a mom and count it a privilege, and yes, I love to cook too. God has blessed me, and I know my job is very important. It is what God wanted me to do. It's a high, humbling and scary calling to be the influence and caregiver of the next generation. I have been entrusted with three girls and one boy, and now three grandson's. I just hope that I do as well as my mama did.



  1. what a lovely blog. Sometimes it's hard to know who and what we are, and whether we're happy being and doing waht we are and do. Good for you.

  2. Wonderful story! With God on your side you can not fail...
    God Bless!

  3. Thank you for this wonderful story. My mom cried when I delivered dd...she said my wish had finally come true..when I was around 4ish she asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up..I told her a mommy...and I stuck that desire my entire life.

  4. I love it! Keep blogging Renee!! =)