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Wednesday, July 4th (8 Years)

July 4, 2012

Today Daisy will wake me up as the sun is just lightening the sky. I’ll look over at your sleeping back and contemplate waking you up to take her downstairs and then lay her on my pillow instead. She’ll shoot at the pigeons on the railing outside with her imaginary gun for a few minutes before taking my face in both her hands, saying, ‘Wake up! Daisy go pee emergency!’.

Today we’ll start our day at the table. We’ll eat pancakes and drink coffee, your’s straight black, mine white with cream and sugar. Ezra will stack four pancakes, convinced he can eat them all. You’ll convince him to start with three. He’ll still struggle to finish it all. We’ll read a story together, and sing a song. Daisy will offer to pray and spend 2 minutes whispering ‘Jesus, Grandma, Papa,’ over and over again until you finally say, ‘Okay, Daisy, if you’re all done, you can say Amen.’

Today you’ll ride the 100 down to the river to check your fishing line before starting work. It’s Elsa’s turn to do dishes and she won’t complain. Daisy and Ezra will tear off after the bike, wanting to ride with you. You’ll stop and pick them both up, even though it’ll take you twice as long to maneuver the boat and the bait and the line and the hooks with two shadows. I’ll sweep, start laundry, do some baking and any other jobs I need to do before starting school with the kids. I’ll listen to sounds of play and fight as our kids enjoy the cool morning hours outside.

Today you’ll work with Erogit. I’ll look out our front door and see the two of you sitting under the shade of the thorn tree, working together to finish the translation of lesson 14 of the Chronological Presentation of the Gospel. Today I’ll read a book about space to our kids, and write out a poem for them to copy for their handwriting, and hear Elsa narrate the reading from Mr. Popper’s Penguins. I’ll listen to Elsa read–a Dr Seuss, or maybe one of the readers I got for her from the homeschool resource room. Ezra will read the last of his 27 little phonics books and he’ll be ecstatic to have finished the whole box. I’ll read another chapter of A Child’s History of the World, which I adore but think that maybe I started with the kids too young–they only seem to really engage if the story has the words ‘pirate’, ‘knight’, or ‘princess’ in it.

Today we’ll sit to lunch together, fried fish sandwiches because you fried a mess of fish for me over the weekend. We’ll talk about the news from the village that you heard from Erogit and Goradit, about the things the kids did this morning, about emails we got from people we love. Daisy’s head will start to nod before she’s done eating, her lids will close over her eyes even as her hand still reaches up to put the last bites of sandwich in her mouth. I’ll carry her up to her bed, pull the fan close and she’ll be asleep before I leave the room.

Today our kids will bring you a Kool-Aid popsicle after nap time. You’ll pause from what you’re doing and you’ll eat popsicles with them. You’ll ask Elsa to go with you and Papa to deliver windmill foundations because Ezra almost always gets to go and you know how much Elsa hates to be left out, even though you know she’d rather be back home the second after she’s left on the outing. She’ll talk the whole time, and you and Papa will struggle to keep up. You’ll bring home a happy girl–happy that she was asked to go and even happier to be back home again.

Tonight we’ll sit for a few minutes in the blue chairs on the veranda. The kids will be bathed and watching a show before dinner is ready. We’ll look out at our front yard and talk about things coming up, a future we can’t see, something Daisy said earlier that made you laugh out loud. We’ll sit down to dinner together, fish parmigiana with pasta because that’s your favorite. I’ll clear the table while the kids brush their teeth and go upstairs. It’s your turn to do bedtime. You’ll tell them a story to end their day while I shower, and then you’ll head over to close up the chicken coop before showering yourself. We’ll settle down into our normal places–you’ll sit in the black chair and I’ll lay on the couch to watch an episode of White Collar before we head to bed. You’ll wait until I’m up the stairs to turn off the light, you know how much I hate to reach my hand into the bug swarm to turn off the light. You always do it for me.

Tonight the moon will be one day past full and it will light up our room as though it’s day and not night.  The birds will be confused by the brightness and so will serenade us in the semi-light, semi-dark. We’ll fold our sheets back to the bottom of the bed. You’ll be the one to pull them up later, if the temps happen to dip below 82 degrees. We’ll listen to the sounds of an Omo night–dancing in the village, frogs in the garden, donkeys blaring torturously, a solitary hyena with its lonesome cry.

Tonight we’ll lay side-by-side as sleep captures us, like we have every night for the last 8 years.

Today, this is our day. We’ll celebrate loving each other today. We’ll celebrate it like we celebrate every other day…in our details, in our moments, in our kids, in our dreams, in our stories. We’ll celebrate knowing, and being known. Today, this is our day.

11 Comments leave one →
  1. Barb Tatham permalink
    July 4, 2012 4:23 pm

    I hope you write a book some day! I will read it over and over! We love you!

  2. Jeff Judy permalink
    July 4, 2012 5:08 pm

    Happy Anniversary. What a post! Caleb, thank you for loving my sister !


  3. Lindsey Judy McLorg permalink
    July 4, 2012 11:58 pm

    Happy 8th anniversary, Joanna and Caleb. The years have flown since that lovely 4th by the river! Hugs! Lindsey

  4. July 5, 2012 12:48 am

    Love you friend…thinking of you guys today! Alli

  5. July 5, 2012 4:50 am

    Happy anniversary to a lovely couple! Like Barb said, I hope you write a book someday too!


  6. Beck Pirie permalink
    July 8, 2012 8:06 pm

    You are amazing – loved this insight into your day… Malks and I laughed – we both forgot our anniversary for the second year running! Beck

  7. Janet Teske permalink
    July 10, 2012 5:54 pm

    Bo, this is beautiful, and it took me back to your wedding – by a river, like now, but not the same river nor the same place. You and Caleb have traveled far – not just geographically, but spiritually, and emotionally. What a blessing to see your “traveling” has taken you toward one another and the Lord. I love you. Happy anniversary – may God bless you and your children with many, many more.
    Love, Janet

  8. Erin Moore permalink
    August 31, 2012 9:59 am

    This one might be my favorite. Maybe because it is so similar to our days, but so poetically written. I may have even teared up just a little. Beautiful Joanna.

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