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Perspective and Verbiage

Last night Jeb said, “Farewell to the worse year of my life!”

So, I pulled my amazing 12-year-old into my arms and we had a conversation about perspective and verbiage.

2020 started with us praying daily for my brother and his family as the wildfires ravaged Australia and that mental stress morphed into the stress of the virus. We mourned the loss of friends’ family members. And, above all, there has been an overhanging fear of the uknown, fear of the virus, fear of doing something wrong and bringing it home. The boys went weeks before they ever left the house, doing virtual school, virtual taekwondo, virtual music lessons, while Gregg and I ran necessary errands. We have to mask up, hand sanitize, not play with friends, not shop and eat out like we used to.

Last night we talked about the fact that they’re living through unprecedented times. This era will be talked about historically the way we talk about the Black Plague and Smallpox eras. They’re observing things their children and grandchildren will want to hear about. They’re processing adults’ actions and reactions to the way the world is reacting to the fear and the stress. They’re listening to commentaries, listening to adults, watching Youtube videos.

Our entire world has suffered an extreme impact from this virus and we don’t even know what the repercussions of that are going to look like in five, ten, fifteen years. Globally financially, globally healthily, globally emotionally – we don’t know.

Domestically, this country is in a state of unrest that is like a tinderbox. Scott will vote for the first time in the next Presidential election, but this one was such a mess, we have no idea what that will look like. Riots and demonstrations came into our local area and the boys observed and listened to us and Kaylee talking about the overwhelming injustice of the Breonna Taylor incident and all of the things going wrong there.

My parents both lost their brothers and our families cannot come together to mourn.

Ultimately, 2020 WAS the worse year of his life, but he’s had a good life and he had a good year. Our family grew closer, our home remained virus-free. Our pantry was stocked, our freezers full, our movie supply will never run out, our games cabinet is full of family board games, and he is the master of Mexican train dominoes. He always wanted to be homeschooled and coming home for virtual school in March taught us that I could indeed homeschool and write at the same time, which has set us on that path – the best path for these boys. We redecorated his room, changed out the furniture, updated his computer, and set him up with two big monitors in his room. He has a new bike, a new hoverboard, read a few amazing books series, generated an online Fortnite community, and will test for his blackbelt this month.

It’s a scary, unknown time, but we all talked about how we believe, how we trust, how we KNOW, that God knew this was coming, knows how we’re doing, and knows what it looks like five, ten, fifty years from now. Nothing is a surprise to Him. As long as we live according to His word, love Him, trust Him, praise His holy name, then whatever happens…happens. And whatever the outcome is…the outcome. And we can lean on that and garner strength in the secure knowledge of God’s hand in our life, in our purpose for Him.

So we toasted to the new year, said farewell to the last year, and tried not to feed into the hype that the year carried with it a stigma that is suddenly gone and everything can now right itself.

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30 Days of Thankfulness Day 5

I often post a list of all the things for which I’m thankful on Thanksgiving. But, in an effort to get back into the habit of daily blogging, I’ve decided to do a post a day for the month of November.

5. Johnathan (Jeb)

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The next three posts are my three children. I am not posting them in any order other than oldest first.

At 5, Jeb is our absolute joy. I don’t say that to take anything away from our other children, but Jeb is just…joy. He is highly emotional and has a happy nature, which means he is almost always just bubbling over with happiness. A friend at church says often that she wishes she could capture his laugh and just have it throughout her day.

He is ALL boy — superheroes, guns, swords, cars, dirt, dogs — he is everything good that little boys are made of. He prefers running to walking, and prefers running with a sword over all.

He already has a heart for God. He goes around the house signing worship songs, he is the first to volunteer to pray, he is a master at remembering Bible verses, and he LOVES going to church. Topics of faith are extremely interesting to him, and he’ll ask questions until you don’t know the answers anymore.

All he desires is to please – and to be praised. I’ve never seen a child so encouraged by words of affirmation like Jeb. He is also extremely social and has several “best friends” already. He reads on about a 2nd grade level, and can do a lot of simple math in his head – which is a real challenge for his Kindergarten teacher. His recall ability is fascinating.

I am forever fascinated with this youngest child of mine. I know God has amazing things planned for his future, and I pray every day that he stays open to the voice of the Holy Spirit in his life.
Hallee Bridgeman Precious Signature


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Pinkalicious, Head Injuries, Romance Writers & Teen Drivers

This week has gone by SO FAST. I cannot believe that a week ago, I was preparing breakfast for the crew who came to my daughter Kaylee’s Sweet 16 party.

Where did my week go? Why no blog posts?

PinkaliciousWEBTuesday, I went with our son Scott’s Kindergarten class to see a theatrical rendition of the popular children’s book, Pinkalicious. Scott and our 4-year-old Jeb enjoyed themselves tremendously.

Wednesday was the only day I had this week to actually work on my next cookbook. I am desperately trying to get it published this month. I am making such amazing progress, but parties and children and homemaking are constantly interfering with my writing time (heh).

Wednesday night, Scott was running down the hallway at church and fell forward, landing with his entire body weight on his temple. Gregg picked him up and he closed his eyes while Gregg held him. Because he has some pretty intense sensory issues, we thought he was just hurting from the fall and drowning out the loud gymnasium where we were standing and talking to friends. But, he fell asleep on the way home (a 5-minute ride), was groggy while Gregg was putting his PJ’s on him, and fell asleep as I carried him to bed. We weren’t concerned, because his pupils were not dilated. Apparently, that is not ALWAYS an indication of something wrong.

In the early hours of Thursday morning, Scott woke me and told me Jeb was coughing — he was actually having a croup fit. It took me about 45 minutes to get him clear (steamy bathroom, 25 degrees cold air outside, steamy bathroom, finally cleared him up.) Since he does have school Thursdays, I wanted to let him sleep Friday morning, so I woke Scott and carried him downstairs to get him ready for school. When I stood him up, he swayed and gripped his head and said his brain hurt. Then he threw up.

scott head injury

His pediatrician looked at him and did not like the way he acted or looked, so he sent us to the ER for a CT scan. About 5 minutes after I got there (our doctor had called ahead and immediately triaged him and put us in a room), Gregg arrived from his office, and about 5 minutes later, our pastor arrived. He anointed Scott with oil and prayed over him. (I love our pastor.) Scott was a trooper during the CT scan, even though he was scared. The results were clear – no bleeding on the brain — but he definitely has a concussion.

Gregg and I had a writers’ dinner Thursday night, but we canceled our babysitter and he sent me on without him. I enjoyed a nice dinner with my writing friends, and came home to the report that he’d had to keep Scott from jumping off of the back of the couch — already the lethargicness was fading and his energy was returning. Which will be a lot of fun this weekend since we’re supposed to be keeping him quiet.

Authors Dinner at Merrick Inn with Liliana Hart, Cherie Marks, Katherine Lowry Logan, Hallee Bridgeman, Kathleen Brooks & husband Chris Counts, and Donna Jane McDonald. Liliana is in town to present a workshop on self-publishing at the Kentucky Romance Writers Spring into Writing annual conference this Saturday at The Hyatt Place.
Authors Dinner at Merrick Inn with Liliana Hart, Cherie Marks, Katherine Lowry Logan, Hallee Bridgeman, Kathleen Brooks & husband Chris Counts, and Donna Jane McDonald. Liliana is in town to present a workshop on self-publishing at the Kentucky Romance Writers Spring into Writing annual conference this Saturday at The Hyatt Place.

And, that brings us to this morning. A Friday that my children are off from school. Kaylee is headed to the DMV to get her driver’s permit. I have a writers’ workshop this weekend with the Kentucky Romance Writers that will continue from last night, and I haven’t done a thing on this blog since Monday.

How was your week? Any exciting plans for the weekend?
Hallee Bridgeman Precious Signature


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