Crying in My Cruffins
I emotionally “hung in there” until he walked thru the door with two chocolate chip pumpkin cookies. If you know me at all, you know I’m crazy for everything pumpkin. This blog should be called Pumpkin Lover’s Anonymous. But then it wouldn’t be anonymous I guess. Anyway. . .
Yesterday was Keegan’s last day at work; as he left for his sophomore year of college today. His boss brought in food to celebrate a great summer and to wish him well at school. So he stole TWO cookies, just for me. What 19-year-old does that? Keegan, that’s who. I ate my cruffins (cross between a cookie and a muffin) and choked back a flood of tears.
It’s moments like these that literally bring me to my knees. All the thoughtful consideration, the respect and love symbolized in two little nuggets of pumpkiny goodness. I’m so thankful and grateful to God for all that Keegan is. And being honest, I really don’t want anything to change.
I’m reminded though, of the words of the great British theologian John Henry Newman.
“To live is to change and to be perfect is to have changed often.”
I believe that Newman means “to have lived well” when he writes of being perfect in this sentence. As a recovering perfectionist, any chance to legally be perfect is one I’ll always attempt.
So in the spirit of a new school year, new dreams and the possibility of the ever elusive perfection, I’ll throw my arms around change. Which brings us to our final quote from an unknown author.
“If nothing ever changed, there’d be no butterflies.”
I wish you cruffins, butterflies and every blessing as you all begin again.