Committing To Your Vows

I do. I will. I promise. I give you my word. You can count on me. We make promises and commitments to our spouses, children, parents, friends, and co-workers. Some of these are short-term (I'll be at your hockey game on Friday), while others are for a life-time (till death do us part).

No matter the time frame, my dad taught me to follow through with my commitments and do what I vowed. Yes, I said vowed. According to the dictionary, a vow is a promise, a pledge, an oath, or a guarantee. Whether I am committing to a project for a client, promising my friend that I will care for her dog when she is on vacation, or pledging to volunteer at a nonprofit event, someone is counting on me to follow through on my word.

A couple weeks ago, I attended my cousin's wedding. Most of us are familiar with the traditional wedding vows...for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health till death do us part. Of course we love the person we are marrying, but at the time we make this vow, with a bundle of joyous emotions, most of us don't know how long it really will be until death completes that commitment. Throughout our marriage, each of these vows is tested.

I have had my share of 'worse' times in our marriage; speaking before thinking, impatience, assumption, saying hurtful things, too much focus on my job, saying too much, suspicion, talking in a negative or accusatory tone, short tempered. If you didn’t notice, my tongue is probably my “worst” culprit in our marriage. One of my favorite commercials was of a woman talking about celebrating a milestone anniversary. Her happy voice recalls all the things this person has endured in their marriage. While the listener assumes she's talking about her husband’s faults, she ends by saying how thankful she is that her husband still loved her after all these years. I’m thankful my husband continues to put up with the worse in me.

Throughout our marriage, there have been times when I have been the breadwinner and times when my husband has been the main source of our income. In “richer” times, we’ve both had full-time good paying jobs. But whether rich or poor, all marriages encounter financial stress. Any disagreements about money in our marriage have not been so much about the amount of money we had, but on our view of how it should be spent. I like to spend my money on travel and memory making while he leans towards purchases. We’ve learned to compromise.

My grandma was tested multiple times in the sickness department before my grandpa passed away. At one point in their marriage, my grandpa, a stubborn Italian, fell off the roof and broke his neck. During his recovery he would have her adjust the screws on his halo brace. Not sure I could do that. Twice she nursed him through cancer, feeding him through a tube, cleaning up after he’d get sick, and dealing with his physical and emotional stress that comes with having cancer. The commitment it took for this woman to care for this man in these situations is a perfect example of following through on her in sickness and in health vow.

My other grandparents were married 68 years, but were together for 70 years before death parted them. Seventy years! I think about all the hardships they endured during that time. A loss of an infant son, numerous health issues, financial problems, raising five kids. Before the funeral, the pastor asked my grandma what kept them together so long. She said they made a vow to each other. A vow that surpassed falling in and out of, and back in, love. A vow, that no matter the situation, they would stay together. A vow that they promised to keep until one of them left this earth.

So to my boys, follow through with your all your promises and commitments completely (especially the one about taking care of your mom forever). When you are ready to make your marriage vows to your soul mate or love of your life, know that it is for the long haul. There will be times of better and worse, richer and poorer, sickness and health. You’re going to have struggles, but each offers the opportunity to make your marriage stronger until death does you part.

Making Moments with Forced Family Fun Days

As this summer quickly winds down and another school year approaches, I again realize how much I need to focus on being in (and just enjoying) the moment. Our oldest will begin his senior year of high school this fall. I know how cliche it is to say, "Where has the time gone?" But seriously, where has the time gone! I still have pictures in my mind of his big blue eyes, baby-toothed smile, and cute high-pitched voice asking me question after question as he explored all things new in his world.

 Now he is a man. He still has those big blue eyes and beautiful smile (thanks, Dr. Reed), but with a voice much deeper that shares with me how much he's learned in his life. He has grown into a tall, lean and muscular body much like his dad's. He holds down multiple jobs, maintains his car, does his laundry (when he runs out of underwear), prepares his own food (anything quick), and has continued a serious long-distance relationship. These are all things he will be doing as an adult on his own.

I've spent a lot of moments with the boys over their lifetime...at the park, beach, skatepark, movies, countless hours of car time, learning to have a 'mom-clean' bedroom, cooking... I see that time getting shorter and shorter as they get older and develop busier lives of their own with jobs, friends, and interests that don't involve me. So to be sure we all carve out time to make more moments, I

enacted Forced Family Fun weekends this summer. In June we spent a day biking and hiking at Sleeping Bear Dunes, a day sailing on Suttons Bay, and a day boating on Lake Leelanau. July brought a quick trip to the UP where we jumped off Black Rock Cove, shopped at Da Yoopers Tourist Trap (viewed differently now that they are older), and visited family and friends. This weekend we will be traveling to Kalamazoo to spend time with my in-laws as we celebrate my father-in-laws' retirement. I feel blessed to have these two to three days at a time where all four of us are making memories together, something I know is, and will continue to be, in limited supply.

This realization and reflection is bittersweet to me. I keep tearing up as I sit in the waiting area of the car dealership writing this (the other customers are wondering what is wrong with me) knowing that our complete family time is limited. But I also swell with pride knowing that the boys are going to do fine on their own when they leave the nest. I addition to that, I look forward to spending time with my husband, enjoying what we used to do before kids (adjusted for the 'physical' cost of living). As I remind him, preparing the boys for their futures is the task we were assigned to do. And until that future becomes the present, I'm going to live in as many moments I can "force" on them.

How Do You Prioritize Friendship?

We all must prioritize relationships in our lives, and at different times in our lives, we prioritize different relationships. As a teenager, my relationship priority was my friends, not my family. At the time I realized I loved the man I was going to spend the rest of my life with, my priority changed from friends to him, to the point that I spent a summer in Alaska with him instead of being in my friends’ weddings. (Thank goodness those friends understood and are still a part of my life.) When our kids were born, my relationship with the babes became a higher priority than spending time with others, sometimes even my husband (…remembering the exhaustion).

Prioritizing does not mean that ALL your time has to be on a particular relationship. In fact, that would be quite unhealthy. I can prioritize my husband and children and still find time to spend a weekend with friends or regularly walk the dog, since we have a relationship too (although she’s much better at the relationship than I am). I can even spend time with my family and friends at the same time.

A couple of days ago, I prioritized visiting a friend I had not seen in over 15 years, and I’m so glad that I did! Bill returns from California every summer to visit his parents, yet I’ve failed to get there to see him.  Sure, we are connected through Facebook, but getting a hug and talking do not even compare to my computer screen. This summer, I traveled the five short hours to the house on the lake for a visit. Not only were we able to reminisce about the past and catch up on the past 15 years, I was able to meet his children and fiancé, reconnect with his parents, and visit with his siblings. What made it even more special to me is that my family could be there too, a feat in itself with two working teenagers. I’m so thankful that they prioritized this time to spend with me.

As an added bonus, my long-time friend, Paula, was able to stop out to visit as well. Even though it has not been too long since we have been together (we ran a 5K in May), it’s always encouraging to see her. While her recent blog post (Hat of Many Colors - Friends and Motivators) mentions that I inspired her to start running again, she also inspires me to keep going with this blog (even if Bill was the instigator this time around).

I have moved around quite a bit in my adulthood and have left many friends. I have had close friends move away from me. But friendships are for a lifetime, if we only make the effort. With lifetime friends, it’s easy to pick up right where you left off. This is one lesson I see my children already learning. After moving away from the only home they had known for their 13+ years, our boys have made some wonderful new friends. They still keep in contact with their many of their old ones as well. Technology has played a large role in this, but they also make an effort to see those friends face-to-face whenever possible. As their lives get more complicated with college, careers, and families of their own, I hope they will successfully continue to prioritize and re-prioritize their relationships in life.

So to my boys (who I hope will be reading this in the future, but who are also “proofing” this post for me today)…Which relationships are you prioritizing today? Is this a season in your life where your friends are a priority? Maybe you are in a time period of your life where you should be prioritizing your spouse or your children (this time is shorter than you think).  Maybe you finally stumbled upon this blog in your empty-nester years and you realize that your relationship priority needs to be your parents. Don’t worry, I’ll forgive you for all those years when you had other priorities.

Sibling Rivalship

"Don't talk to me in the hall." Those were the instructions to my incoming freshman brother from the 11th grade me. How hurtful! What was I thinking? I'm sure I didn't want him to embarrass me or to take over any "popularity" I had garnered for myself. It was inconsiderate and selfish nonetheless. Of course when he started high school, all my fears were for naught. He was accepted, people liked him and they knew he was my brother. Why is it that the most important relationships in our lives are often the ones we take for granted?

DJ and I - circa 1973

DJ is two years younger than me. As kids, we were pretty close. When I was in second grade, he rode my shiny, green, banana-seat bike too fast down a hill and had a nasty crash. He was lying on the couch when I got home from school, all scratched up and stitches above his right eye. I remember my mom telling me how his leather jacket protected him from being in worse shape, and that I was more concerned if he was okay than about my bike. (Although I was pretty mad that he wrecked my new bike!) When we moved out of town to the house our dad grew up in, we spent a lot of time together. We hiked, had picnics, fished in the creek and took care of the animals my dad insisted we have on our "farm." We'd play school where I was the teacher and he was the student. No wonder he didn't really like school much!

Like any relationship though, there were times when we didn't get along. DJ was more mischievous than me. He and a friend were caught smoking cigarette butts in the neighbor's car and another time he lit the forest near our house on fire. He even shot me with a BB gun! For my part, I was (he'd probably say I still am) very bossy. I would tell him what to do, in a tone of voice that I'm sure was far from pleasant. I'd take advantage of being the oldest in the family and felt I knew what was best for everyone. And there were times where I was selfish, like the high school examples above, and hurt the ones I was supposed to love the most. Unfortunately my behavior continued to affect our relationship into adulthood.

Our boys and my youngest brother

Over the last couple of years as DJ and I have been in touch more often, I've been thinking about sibling relationships and wondering how my children's sibling relationship will be as adults. Our teenage boys, who are 18 months apart, get along well. When they were younger, playing at the beach, skate park or in the yard was fun to watch. Today, they share a passion for playing hockey, hangout with each other's friends and seem to have a mutual respect for one another. I haven't witnessed a physical fight, a yelling match or the silent treatment. And when our youngest started high school, the oldest didn't tell him not to talk to him at school (as far as I know).

I'm not saying they always play nice in the sandbox. There have been times when our younger son complained about his older brother "always" being mean to him or the older one being annoyed with his younger brother tagging along. These are normal growing pains of sibling relationships. I'm sure in the next couple of years they have left together before the oldest leaves for college, there will be some sand throwing.

One of the last family pictures
when all siblings were together

The boys' relationship will continue throughout their entire lives. As they become adults, what will it look like? Will they live near one another? Will they be close and call or see each other often? With they continue to have similar interests? Will they make time to keep this relationship close or will they drift apart? I know that their careers will lead them in different paths and that spouses and families can keep them physically separate, but I pray that they find ways to stay closely connected. Even with technology and social media, it's not always easy to maintain sibling relationships, as many of us know. I hope they make the effort. Which reminds me, I need to call my brother.

Are Microplastics in Your Face Cleanser?

Have you ever thought about your relationship with the environment? Most of the time, we think of relationships as something between people. But how we treat the environment affects us. Isn’t that similar to relationships with people? I’ve been a long-time recycler of cardboard, plastic, glass and paper, but today I made the commitment to add microplastics to my list of environmental concerns.

As I was squeezing the last drop of Noxzema Ultimate Clear Anti-Blemish Daily Scrub from its tube this morning, I thought of the resolution adopted by the Traverse City commissioners urging residents to avoid using personal care products containing microbeads. I also wondered…how do I know if my face soap contains microbeads, so I did a little research.

From my husband, who works at Inland Seas Education Association (schoolship.org), I already knew that microplastics is becoming an environmental issue for the Great Lakes. Since these tiny plastic beads do not biodegrade, they are there forever. As they float on the surface of the water, they collect “stuff” and fish mistake them for food. Fish eat them, and since we eat fish, we are eating plastic. Sounds yummy. There are current studies being conducted on the impact of microplastics on the food chain, but I’m not waiting for their results to change my purchasing habits.

Microplastics can be found in exfoliating face washes, body washes, body scrubs, hand sanitizers and toothpaste. The ingredient listed is usually polyethylene, but could also be polypropylene, polyethylene terephthalate, polymethyl methacrylate or nylon. I’m not a scientist, but I can read labels. (By the way, my face scrub is microbead free. It’s made by Unilever who has promised “to phase out plastic scrub beads from personal care products…by 2015” according to beatthemicrobead.org. It contains Jojoba Esters instead of plastic.)

http://waterandmoreblog.com/2013/04/13/
uncovering-great-lakes-garbage-patch/

So what am I going to do to protect the environment from microplastics. First of all, I’m telling anyone who reads this about the issue so that they can be aware and share it with others. Next, I’m going to read the label of products before I buy them and not purchase products that contain microbeads. Other people are contacting manufacturers or pushing for legislation to stop the production of products using microplastics. Protecting our resources is important for our future generations and the relationship they will have with the environment. Think of the movie Wall-E where the earth becomes inhospitable due, in part, to environmental problems. I don’t want that, do you?

Sharing a post for moms of boys

My cousin posted this link on Facebook about what teenage boys need from mom. I thought it was a great post and wanted to share.

http://monicaswanson.com/what-a-teenage-boy-needs-most-from-his-mom/

Practicing Empty Nesting

Tonight our teenage boys return from hockey camp. They are driving the three and a half hours back, alone/together (i.e., without us). Yes, we let our newly licensed 16 year old drive them TO camp as well. While I teetered between being a protective parent wanting to take them to camp and a tough love parent wanting them to learn life lessons on their own, I settled on the latter....that was until last night, their last night at camp.

Sure, they drove to Kalamazoo on Sunday and made it to Grandpa's just fine. They got gas, using our oldest son's debit card at the gas station. When we talked to them on Monday, they were out to dinner with other guys from the camp at Buffalo Wild Wings. Every night we talked to them we heard camp was fun, Grandma was feeding them, they were watching tv (a luxury boat living has denied them for the last two months) and they weren't ready to come home...until last night.

Home safe and sound

While my husband and I have been enjoying our brief stint of empty nesters, last night brought reality to what we will encounter in the not too distant future. Our youngest complained about blistered feet, getting hit by a puck in the throat (shot by his brother, of course) and dropping his phone and breaking the screen, for the second time in four months. Our oldest said his windshield wipers weren't working, and later texted that someone in the locker room stole all his money out of his wallet. These situation caused me to want to fix everything for them, yet tell them why these things happened to them. Nurturing mom or tough love mom...?

I believe I can be both. When they get home tonight I plan on giving them big hugs and kisses. (I really do miss them, and this will be practice for when they come home from college). I'm not planning on paying for any cell phone screens or reimbursing any lost monies. But, I have found someone to repair the screen and will be very empathetic with regards to the money taken. I hope that my example of encouragement not condemnation and peace not anger will help them get through this costly disappointing time.

We all have situations that are hard to swallow, and having someone to love and care about us as we go through them is what we need. My mom used to tell me that parenting never ends, it just changes. This week I have had a brief look into just what she meant by that statement. As my relationship changes with the boys as they get older, I'm never going to stop loving, caring for and teaching them. It's just that the situations will become more difficult and the parenting more heart-breaking, knowing that they need to figure it out themselves.