I feel like It is time to be switching gears into “almost August”. August means school is starting again, camp is over, and we’re looking ahead into the fall. The plan is to homeschool the youngest again, have two at the high school, one finishing up his senior year of college, and I’m still not sure what Elianna is doing. Her credits from the online program do not transfer to the community college which has removed any sense of intent or motivation to try and finish up a two year degree.

I partly blame myself for this for not being more involved in the process. With the first two kids I have this dance, where I keep trying to figure out where my say is and how much of it I have. With the others they just hear it and there is no overthinking or even too much resistance. Whether it’s missing registration for AP tests or not being on top of certain scholarship applications, there are just parts of this college thing with kids that I would definitely do over or learn to not do again.

Raising children is difficult. I don’t know if justified is the right word, but for a long time it’s like I felt justified in my ignorance when it came to anything related to being a grown-up. If I didn’t know it’s because nobody taught me. If I was behind it’s because I didn’t have the help that other people had to help them get ahead. I could get tangled up in the loss of this but what it leads me instead to do is to keep walking humbly before God and others, however much you can use that word purely.

We had a good fourth of July. It was nice to make a bit of a bigger deal out of our nation’s 250th birthday. We had balloons and an evening feast complete with our traditional American flag sugar cookie fruit pizza. The girls were very helpful in helping to prepare things and the boys cooperated with what they were asked to do. We packed a picnic lunch to take to the beach. It was forecasted to rain around 3PM so the plan was to eat down there so we could have more time on the cowboy hat.

I think my favorite part of the day was the picnic. I’d forgotten how fun it is to eat in the sand with no official way of doing things. We’d remembered to bring a garbage bag so the minimal garbage we had was not a problem. We had community watermelon where everyone just used their hands to take their pieces. I served the food to mom and dad who were also there for much of the day. My dad decided he didn’t want to swim after all and there was nothing I could do to convince him.

Supper was good too. My sister had everyone go around and say something that we liked or appreciated about living in our country. Many things were said such as the way of life, the freedom of speech, the sports, the food, the wide array of geographical features, the way our government was set up, etc. My mom and I said similar things which had to do with the freedom with which we can share our faith and worship openly. We all sat in the living room in a tight but comfortable circle.

There was a point when we were considering if we really wanted to go to the fireworks. It’s been a lot of late nights and people were obviously tired. My sister asked her former foreign exchanged student how important seeing fireworks were for her on a scale of 1-10. She said 10. So that was pretty much the thing that woke us up and made us realize we definitely needed to go see the fireworks. We went to the ones in Sherman park which were closer and the show was really great.

It was a little stressful getting out of the park. But then we drove home and Josh dropped the kids off and the two of us drove down to the dining hall to see if that cat food had disappeared from the plate. I was surprised to see that the cat food and the plate were gone. I finally did see the mother cat for myself. She has white on her face. Elianna says the mother one is almost the same size as the kitten because she’s so tiny.

A mama cat and her kitten have been spotted on the camp grounds. She’s supposedly been up by the boys cabins and has eaten the food left there at least once. I couldn’t believe there was a kitten also. So later in the evening I took a walk to see if I could see or find them. Elianna says I just want the kitten but that isn’t true. I want to adopt them and have them know where they can come and get food. I’m not actively trying for more but would take them if they came.

Casper went to the vet today. He’d had an appointment Monday but I ended up cancelling because I thought his eye was getting better. By the end of the week it was weeping again and red around the rim so I just took him in. Since he’s been there, I told the woman at the desk, his name has mostly changed to Dipstick. I call him Dippers most of the time except when I am asking someone about him, “Have anyone seen Dipstick?” The veterinarian kept calling me mom.

It’s a cultural thing I think. My sister and her girls and her former foreign exchange student from France who is here for a month are visiting for the weekend. You can tell she speaks a lot better English now. I had all kinds of questions about how things are in France. The camp kids somehow still have energy and we were all up for a while at the lookout tower hill watching one of the brothers shoot off fireworks from the dam. The bugs were really bad down there.

I seem to be the only one who doesn’t thrive in the summer season. It did get to the point where I thought and then said that I might have one more summer in me and after that I’m going to have to move on to something else. And if I’m done then everyone also has to be done. It’s hard for me to write on the nights when the kids are all out in the woods. They all think it’s great. I’m up here asking when the ending bell is going to be and could he please text me when everyone is accounted for.

It doesn’t seem like it ought to be that hard (my part) but every year it seems to get a little bit harder even with having the perspective. So it is what it is. It’s part of living here and housing anywhere else is not exactly cheap right now. I honestly can’t imagine ever buying a house or us both having jobs where a house would even be affordable. I saw so many people this week where there was no fixing or changing it they simply had to hear that it was okay to be where they were at in the moment.

Thankfully it was a short week because of the fourth of July. Right now I am sitting with Zorro because he will not go in his kennel. I keep trying to put him in there and he won’t go. So now I’m must mediating between him and one of the cats. I know he has to be tired because this is at least an hour past his bedtime. Josh just came back and put him in his kennel so now he is in bed. I feel like this would be a good night to read or go to bed at a decent hour. My eyes are too tired for one of those.

Today was an emotional day at Hope. I started out the day wondering how I was going to do this, I just was not in a strengthened state. But the day went on and gradually I forgot about feeling that way and the day transpired. The supervisor at the new place figured out that something was off with my NPI number that Hope has been using to bill clients for months. It wasn’t my number and I really don’t know or have any recollection where the number came from.

This wasn’t figured out until I applied for a new one. Apparently I wouldn’t have been able to do that if I’d already had a number assigned to my name. So now I have a number which is used when you bill insurance and get credentialed with insurances. It was a little awkward that it came out that way, as in having to explain that this was being figured out because of another job (the Hope supervisor already knew), but I think I’m glad that this was caught now instead of who knows when.

He said he’s going to have to report it. I’m just thinking that that’s a lot of notes that have been sent in with a wrong number of which turned out to be another Rebekah but in Indiana. I truly don’t know. So now I’m just hoping the notes were up to par because it’s becoming more of a thing these days for notes to get audited and then rejected. Then providers have to pay back the insurance companies and it can be a big mess. There’s always more to learn I see.

It’s been hard to find a minute to write. It was a picture perfect day at the lake with the hot temperatures working nicely to produce water temperatures that did not require mental preparation and convincing to jump into. It just happened without any discomfort at all. It was a bit of a miracle that I’d gotten my watch out of the box and set up with my phone the first time since that kind of thing usually requires a specific kind of mental focus. So I haven’t gotten it out yet.

But I told him I will. So if I’d been wearing it I know it would’ve recorded at least a mile on the paddle board. Laura was there this time too and we chatted about various things. I’m glad she likes to do this because it gives us something we can do together. She also likes to swim though and not get too hot. Ethan had to call me this morning and ask me to bring him a drink during his run. They’ve been lucky to have cooler weather so far but now it’s heating up. It’s definitely not for the faint of heart.

Our ice cream time went well but it was split into two parts: before square dancing and after square dancing. Me, Ethan, and our littlest had ice cream before, and Josh, Elianna, and Aiden (a former staff worker) had it after. The boys were making a short film called Sweaty Gamer Touches Grass. So they were showing me the different cuts they’d recorded so far. One had my feet in the background where I was on the computer working on work things. It makes me emotional writing about it.

I don’t know what my deal is but I’m feeling a little hurt over a recent interaction with a friend group. One of the girls in our friend group from high school reached out in a group chat and said another friend was coming home to visit. This friend’s parents still live fairly close to where we all used to live. Everyone else has now moved to other places but still lives within drivable distance. I was the farthest away with about an hour and fifteen minutes. I invited them down here to the camp.

Oh well anyway. They all at first sounded like it was fine but then one said she didn’t think that was going to work. So then we were trying to come up with a different plan. I have never once minded driving all the way up there to see them but for whatever reason this time I was thinking why don’t we try to find a more central location? I suggested one that would be about the same distance drive for all of us. The difference this time is I’m not sentimental for the town or place we used to eat.

So I guess I am the one who changed. Two of the four of us never had kids and I have always just had my little life tucked away from them and most people. I showed them a picture of my giant cowboy hat floatation device that we could use if they came down here and heard nothing from anyone. I am going to get over it and I already am. I’m too busy trying to keep on moving on with life. I miss the kids who are gone and even the kids who are here. I’ve got ice cream if anyone wants it.

Tomorrow is supposed to be our ice cream day. Elianna asked what the deal is with the ice cream all of a sudden. I don’t even like ice cream. I told her it’s just something to do, I meant with them. And Dad picked up some more juice from Sam’s which makes me happy that several of them have already been used for people to drink. After a nap this afternoon I went to Ross to find a few things to put in my Tuesday office. I wanted trinkets for the shelves that would also hold up some books.

I found an hour glass, an elephant, and a sea shell. Josh asked if I was turning Hindu now because of the elephant. I said no it was just an elephant with bright colors that I liked. I ordered a picture of the brain from Amazon to go with something else I’d already ordered. Earlier in the day was a clean up/tidying day in the living room which got almost immediate use when the pastor of the week came over with his family. They played cars and trains on the floor until it was time to go to lunch.

Today we had a busy day with generations camp. After breakfast we went back to the house where Laura tried to upload the camp picture but it wasn’t working. I was getting ready to go to the store to get food to make a side dish for the family reunion at noon. So she came with me and finished the picture in a coffee shop before we went to the store. While we were there she got a text saying the pictures were done and so then we went to Walmart to pick up the picture and look at baby books.

I feel like all of a sudden I’m having daydreams about the baby. I’m introducing her to people. We are going on walks. And then there were more of them and I was telling Laura that these were big ifs but if she and Ethan ended up living close and she decided to homeschool that I would help her. I could do one or two days a week. I bought her two books. One with an old title and one with a new one. I was telling her about the lullaby CD I used to play while rocking Ethan to sleep every night.

After the party Laura went to visit her parents and the boys went to visit a friend in town. Elianna went back to my mother in law’s house for Zorro. Dad and I came back and took a nap in our bed which almost never happens. We decided we need to have like an ice cream night once a week for the rest of the summer where the kids can come back for the evening and we can eat ice cream in the living room. For the rest of the evening I cooked for tomorrow, walked, and savored the living.

Today I met with one of my Thrive clients. It was nice to have everything switched over without it being too much of a hassle. I’m just a little–annoyed is not the right word–that I have to be going through this right now. With this person on my mind and the no contact not helping. Honestly just hearing me say that is enough to keep pushing me on. Again, it’s just one of those things I suffer in silence except for the rarer times when I break out about it.

Today is the 20th anniversary of Brandon passing away. My sister and I talked on the phone about it and I brought it up to the boys this evening when we were sitting in the living room. They don’t usually know what to say since they didn’t know him. I told them it would be like if Miles died. Twenty years is a long time to be past something like that. Really it gave me the gift of having the wisdom to number my days.

Tonight is the other generations camp. It’s always nice to see people we know and talk about the old and also the current days of camp. I tell the ones who come that we do appreciate them making the effort. I don’t know too many people who choose to sleep in a fairly comfortless cabin with two of their kids for two days. Actually it’s only one overnight. It’s rained for much of the day and we’ve enjoyed a milder week for summer weather which is always a relief.

I feel like all I talk about now is my job. Today I only had one couple and then five individual sessions. Since two of the couples recently dropped out I asked the admin staff for five more. There were six on the waitlist and the supervisor was going to take one of them. He said he didn’t know what he was going to tell them that would be any different than what I told them or what any of the other counselors there have told them. I feel like I need to remind him I’m not burnt out on couples yet.

They were talking about hiring on another counselor to work two days a week strictly to help with the marriage waitlist. Something about this sort of bothered me. I am just going to keep doing my work and not get caught up in the office dramas. I have started coming out of my room if I’m on a break and just going into the office to say hello and chat for a while. I really can’t figure this out, if it’s supposed to be more personalized to each couple or if different ones have their own unique needs.

The supervisor there says that most couples come to therapy about two years too late. This week I’ve been using language like zooming in and zooming out. Sometime we’re zooming in on something that in the middle of it seems like big and difficult thing, which it is. But then, and they are the ones who brought it up, the zooming out happens and they go back to what they said at the beginning of the session. that overall today they’re at a 7 or an 8. Both of these things can be true.