Lineage

Does it really matter who your ancestors are?  I have to admit, I find myself a little obsessed by the search for my ancestors every now and then.  Seems like we know so little. 
Thanks to Ancestry.com I recently learned we are Cuban.  How funny is that.  For years I have heard about my Grandfather from Madrid.  Well he may have descended from a Spanish line, but I am at my great great grandparents and they are still in Havana.  Hmm m m ...this might explain my dad's obsession with an island.  Maybe we really are Cuban.  He is just finding home. =)

And on my mom's side I always thought she was equal parts English and Irish.  Actually, she is mostly if not all Northern Irish.  The English names belied her pretty darn Irish roots.
After spending a week in Dublin, I have to tell you I have one of THE most Irish mothers there ever was.
I love it.  We will go back soon. That place suits her so well.  The fantastic tea, simple organic food, gorgeous greenery and lovely streets with classic architecture.

Is it a coincidence that my parents have become who they are?  Neither one new half of the information that I have been able to collect.  Mom and I even connected some long spread apart dots about whether my Great Grandmother was actually my Grandfather's mother.  She is, definitely.   Even my Grandpa never really was sure.  Would it have helped him if he knew?

Somehow, knowing all these things really helps me.  I feel more comfortable in my own skin and find a bit of reason with who I am naturally and instinctually. Like its okay to be the oddity of me. 

Here's to a lovely Irish Mom, who I will get to see in a week!=)

rounding the last curve

literally have a week to go in this place.  dear lord, help me to do it right.

i am moving home.  did you know?  and its happening fast.
barring any oddities at my workplace (one postal CEO), I will be leaving
on june 3 with a little 95 green honda, two hound dogs, some space bag shrunk clothes, and my bialetti.
coffee maker is not optional baggage.
kind of what i came with, actually. =) 

my job is not solidified, much to my chagrin and i think my dad and b's stress.  but i feel confident and actually have 2 opportunities that are viable on the table. 
i have less money in my savings account than i had hoped, but i am counting on God to use that one to my benefit and not my downfall. 

cant talk about it too much (or i will cry and i am at work.), but leaving this place is so bittersweet.  i know i am supposed to go to seattle, but leaving my wonderful little dc family behind is killing me.  cant we all just start a great company, be rich and live in seattle and travel for fun?  well i am praying for it!

in the mean time and i flying at work, hosting 2 major events next week at work.  then giving my boss
news that i am leaving and not coming back. that is honestly the most stressful part of this whole transition.

i did make a checklist of issues that need to be ironed out before i exit.  got about half of them done. 
next week is going to be a little busy. =)

dear lord, can you prepare the way for me? i know that i am doing the right thing, but failure does not sound fun.  can you keep me from falling?  i am counting on it.
amen.

Jude 1.24
Doxology


24 To him who is able to keep you from stumbling and to present you before his glorious presence without fault and with great joy— 25 to the only God our Savior be glory, majesty, power and authority, through Jesus Christ our Lord, before all ages, now and forevermore! Amen.
 
Bible study at my house on tuesday.  every since i rearranged my bedroom, we never sit in the living room.  we ate sushi and baby crepes in my bed.  kind of gross actually.  but it was like a mini slumber party.
i love my girls so much.  thank you lord for such sweet friendships.

this is an instant classic.  freaking hilarious.