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Today's topic at thegypsymama is 

I grew up in a church background that did not allow dancing.  I know there were plenty of  reasons for it, some of them very good, others a bit flimsy.  I have, for example, reservations about someone who is married involved in an intimate dance with somebody who isn't their spouse.  I have reservations about dancing in places where the main purpose is to pick somebody up.

But I've discovered that dancing at weddings is a blast.  For one thing, it is a family setting and the purpose is simply to have fun.  

I'm not saying I'm any good at dancing, since I've never danced much.  And anybody in my family could tell you I've got no sense of rhythm or beat.  But so many of the dances I've seen are people just doing whatever they want so who cares if I'm not in time with the beat?

Recently I got to dance with my son at his wedding.  And to watch my husband dance with our daughter at her wedding.  Both events were a c…

Mr. and Mrs. Daniel DeValve

Saturday was Daniel's wedding to Kelly Hammond.  We started "wedding week" by traveling to Iowa.  Last weekend we were in Connecticut, so Monday we drove back to Pennsylvania.  We had things to do there before continuing on our way on Tuesday.  That day we drove to Ohio and stayed overnight with my parents.  On Wednesday we drove on to Iowa. We saw quite a number of these "wind farms" in Illinois.  We went through all the "I" states except Idaho.

We stayed in a hotel in Dubuque and then drove the 21 miles to Bellevue where Kelly lives.  This is definitely Iowa's best-kept secret.  If you think Iowa is just flat cornfields, you've never been to northeast Iowa.  It is beautiful, beautiful country!  This is a picture of a picturesque church on the road to Bellevue.

Kelly's brother is in the Air Force and was trying to hop on an Air Force flight from Japan, along with his wife who the family had not yet met. He got to Guam and was stuck there fo…


Today's topic at thegypsymama is RISK Tomorrow my son gets married.  It's hard to believe how fast these 23 years have swept by.
Risk is a situation where one exposes themselves to danger.
Perhaps love is one of the biggest risks we take.  No, love probably doesn't expose one to physical danger.  But what if you offer love and the other person doesn't love back?  There's a huge risk in that....a risk that your heart will be hurt beyond repair.  It's been fun watching Daniel and Kelly open their hearts little by little to each other.  Love has grown and now they're taking the risk of committing to each other for life. 
There is a risk in marriage, too. Statistics tell us that divorce is a probability.  But it doesn't need to ever be a reality.  Marriage takes isn't just days and days of endless romance.  It takes commitment.  It takes applying I Corinthians 13 and putting the needs of your spouse before those of yourself.  It involves risk.


It's 5-minute Friday at thegypsymama.  OK, it's Sunday here, but better late than never.  The challenge this week is to write for five minutes only with no editing or over-thinking on the word
As a missionary, this time of year is the time for good-byes.  We say good-byes to people we've known for years and years who God has called to stay in their home countries for awhile. These friends feel like family. We say good-bye to short-termers who have come for anywhere from two weeks to over a year.  We've come to love them, too, and have been challenged by their refreshing point of view.  Some are friends who are going away for a year and will come back.  There's hope in that, but still, we miss them the year they are gone.

My dream is to live in a farmhouse on the edge of a small town.  My kids will all live in the same town. Every Friday we'll get together for games and every Sunday we'll have dinner together after church.  I'll attend all my grandki…

Setting up New Homes

As everybody who reads my blog knows my now, both of our kids got/are getting married this summer.  Suzanne was married three weeks ago and in a week Daniel will be married.  We've been in the US much of the summer because of these events.  

I was able to help Suzanne get their apartment somewhat organized.  They weren't starting to pay rent until June, but the landlord let us move their stuff in and put things away in the kitchen.  We couldn't organize everything as the landlord wanted to do some painting and furniture rearranging.  It was a lot of fun to help her organize her kitchen and see how she is making good use of a small space.  Their apartment is a basement apartment, but it is fully furnished and rent includes utilities, so they've got a really good deal.  The downside to a basement apartment is that it's a bit dark. I'll try to post more pictures when we visit there again and they've got everything organized.
After Suzanne's wedding we came t…


Fridays are for writing for five minutes.
Only five minutes.
Stream-of-consciousness style. Like you did when you were in 9th grade.
Write and see what comes out. There’s no right or wrong.
Got 5 minutes? Come to thegypsymama and spend them writing

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..

OK, are you ready? Please give me your best five minutes on:
Expectation…'s a new role for me and I don't know what to expect.  How do I do this "job" called "mother-in-law"?

23 years ago Daniel was born.  And I had no idea how to do the "job" of "mother", either.  I kind of learned as I went.  I prayed a lot.  I watched ot…

See....A Bride and Her Bridegroom

So, here’s the skinny: I’ve been thinking about writing and how often our perfectionism gets in the way of our words. And I figured, why not take 5 minutes and see what comes out: not a perfect post, not a profound post, just five minutes of focused writing.
No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation. Just painting with words. Finger-painting even.
So now on Fridays over here a group of people who love to throw caution to the wind and just write gather to share what five minutes buys them. Just five minutes. Unscripted. Unedited. Real.
Your words. This shared feast.
A Five Minute Writing Challenge here at thegypsymama

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart …