Since I blogged. Looking at my old blog (now imported) I see it's been since September. Wow, a lot has changed since then.
One...we're no longer living in the great white north, but in the almost South. What, you say, when and how did this happen?
My husband (Charles) had been going to University to get his BA in Religion, and got a call to join the Anglican Church. You know, the formal- kinda like Catholics but without all the same doctrine and dogma, Church. A lot like Episcopalians, but not as liberal. Charles was raised in the Anglican Church, and after much prayer and discussion, we packed up the crew of furkids and feather kids and headed to where the Church wanted him. Oklahoma. To work with Fr. David at St. Joseph's, and get his training in.
It was a long trip down, but the Big Horn Mountains, in Wyoming are beyond beautiful. They're really out of the way (ask Charles, he was silly enough to let me read the map, and I said, hey- it's a more direct route this way, not realizing that path went over dozens of 10,000+ ft passes...oops) but some of the most gorgeous vistas I have ever seen are contained in that park. It's well worth it.
The rest of the trip turned into a blur for me....massive migraine, tons of fun.
Oklahoma is beautiful as well, at least where we are. Northeast, near the Ozarks, lots of hills and rivers, lakes at almost every turn it seems. The people are lovely as well. We're about 40 minutes north of Tulsa- which for a big city, is very nice.
Charles has settled in well with the Church. He absolutely loves serving God, he becomes radiant talking about it. He was fully ordained last month, by two Archbishops, and works directly for one of them now. The Church found out they had a former marketing pro in their midst who actually likes technology, so they've appointed my guy Director of Communications, put him in charge of the Facebook page, and have lots of other stuff lined up for him to do. I try and help as best I can.
One...we're no longer living in the great white north, but in the almost South. What, you say, when and how did this happen?
My husband (Charles) had been going to University to get his BA in Religion, and got a call to join the Anglican Church. You know, the formal- kinda like Catholics but without all the same doctrine and dogma, Church. A lot like Episcopalians, but not as liberal. Charles was raised in the Anglican Church, and after much prayer and discussion, we packed up the crew of furkids and feather kids and headed to where the Church wanted him. Oklahoma. To work with Fr. David at St. Joseph's, and get his training in.
(First pic- entering the Big Horn Mountains in WY. Second Pic, Charles by a state sign in WY)
The rest of the trip turned into a blur for me....massive migraine, tons of fun.
Oklahoma is beautiful as well, at least where we are. Northeast, near the Ozarks, lots of hills and rivers, lakes at almost every turn it seems. The people are lovely as well. We're about 40 minutes north of Tulsa- which for a big city, is very nice.
(Above pic, Rita, Charles, Archbishop Hartley, Fr.David and an acolyte)
Charles has settled in well with the Church. He absolutely loves serving God, he becomes radiant talking about it. He was fully ordained last month, by two Archbishops, and works directly for one of them now. The Church found out they had a former marketing pro in their midst who actually likes technology, so they've appointed my guy Director of Communications, put him in charge of the Facebook page, and have lots of other stuff lined up for him to do. I try and help as best I can.
So here is my dearest at his ordination. He looks good in the robes and whatnot, doesn't he?
Above is the link for our Church webpage- please feel free to like, become a friend and stay updated.
As for me, I've been doing alright. The winter was a lot milder down here, with the exception of two blizzards. So I was able to get out and about a lot more than normal. I had the wonderful opportunity to go spend a week in December with my parents, and that visit really meant a lot to me. They want to come out and visit this summer or fall, and I can't wait to see them again. My health has been ...there. I've been ill for almost a month now, getting over the flu seems to take me a long time now. Most days are pretty good days, heart wise...I am learning to measure out my finite daily energy and prioritize better. Some days I can do more, some days little, but as long as the days are filled with love, they're good days. I am a blessed woman, after 11 years my husband still tells me he loves me more than anyone but God, I have great parents who are also my friends, a sister I talk to regularly and laugh with and love, tremendous friends...and a bunch of useless but cute furkids.
Speaking of which...another change since September...we adopted this parrot- a patagonian conure...who was bald, and has a gimp leg. Most of his feathers have grown in, but man can this bird SCREAM. After looking it up on the net, I find out they are considered amongst the noisiest of all parrots. Fun for us, laughing. We also now have a rabbit named Mike, who loves to cuddle next to me in Charles' study when I let him run loose, safe from the dogs and cats for a while. (Yes, he's litter box trained.) He's such a sweetheart, and I love that he's quiet. Chance the dove is still good, as are the rest.
Well, I guess this wraps up the update, I'll try and keep in better form from here on out.
God's blessings to each of you!
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