posted by Kiersten
Ah, it feels like curling up in my pjs with a glass of wine to write here. Oh wait, that’s what I’m currently doing =)… This is good space with goooooooood people.
I moved to St. Louis almost 3 years ago to go to grad school at Covenant Seminary…when the quads were 21 months and Grey was 3 1/2. It was a big move…and one I never thought I would make. I landed in St. Louis and have mostly loved being here, though it has been hard.
Before moving, I got to spend some time with Megan (Mae Mae), and I’m so thankful for the friendship that has developed out of the shared “space” of caring for this unique family. It has been sweet (in the best way, not the syrupy southern way) to get updates on the kiddos from her and to find that we have so much in common even beyond the kids. I’ve seen the kids every 4-6 months and occasionally talked with them on face time.
This past year has been a hard one. Good things have happened, but it’s also probably been one of the loneliest times in my life. I’ve been teaching preschool, and I had a week off for Spring Break. It was particularly lonely as several of my friends were out of town. One day in the midst of that week, I got this text message from Mae Mae:
It gave me a burst of energy and something to be excited about, to look forward to.
Well, this was the weekend, and we had so much fun! Mae Mae brought Mimi and Yates to visit, and it was nothing short of a gift from the Lord. I love having people visit me, and the kids were a DELIGHT. On Friday, we took the metro downtown to see the arch and ate dinner at Bailey’s Range. We walked probably 2-3 miles total, and the kids were such troopers! They did not miss a beat. We had great conversations (both kids are so verbal and love to talk about life). At dinner, I was talking to Megan, and Yates leaned across the table, gently touched my arm, and said, “KK, what did you do over Spring Break?” I told him, and then asked him what he did. We talked about his travels and adventures. I love that he knew the social cue to get someone’s attention.
Waiting for the train
The kids both slept on crib mattresses on the floor in my room. When they were being tucked in, Yates said, “Mimi, I like being in St. Louis with KK, don’t you?” Mimi said, “KK, you have very comfortable beds.” That was probably the best compliment I could have received. I want people to feel comfortable in my home, and my friends can attest to the fact that I am a HUGE proponent of comfy beds. I especially want children to feel comfortable in my home. I’m so glad that Mimi and Yates felt that way!
On Saturday morning, Yates helped me make breakfast. He hopped right up onto the counter (so sweet and reminiscent of cooking in the Wilson’s home with Grey on the counter) and helped pop frozen waffles into the toaster (I make sure to fix fancy breakfasts for guests). After breakfast, we went to the City Museum. Last summer, Megan came to visit me by herself, and we went to the City Museum. We both talked about how much we wanted to take the kids there, but I never actually thought it would happen! I loved watching the kids play and laugh and interact with each other, and the City Museum was a fun place for Megan and me to get to play with them. We survived with only a couple of scrapes and several bruises, and brought home some artwork.
The weather was stormy most of the afternoon and evening, so we took a trip to the mall. When we got back to my house, we had chicken pot pie for dinner (Yates’ request via a face time conversation months ago), got cleaned up and cozy and played a game before bed. (As an aside, the screen door on the front door of my house is basically worthless. It has a personality of its own, is falling apart, slams on us and cuts our fingers and basically it needs to be taken off the hinges. Most of the time we just leave it propped open. Last night when we were playing this hoot owl game, the wind blew the door and it creaked LOUDLY, and we all froze. I told everyone it was just my crazy front door blowing in the wind and Yates said, “Oh my gosh I thought that was a robber!” We all had a good laugh. Yates is convinced that St. Louis is a perfect city and has no robbers. He is also convinced that if ever a robber DID enter his house, he could beat them up and protect his sisters. Love that boy.)
Mae Mae, thank you a thousand times over for taking this trip. It is so fun to get to be with a friend who thinks so similarly and enjoys being with kids as much as I do. Thank you for being up for all of the adventures this weekend and making the drive!! You are a blessing to me and to the kids. I’m so SO thankful God saw fit to cross our paths in life, and I’m looking forward to many years to come.
Mimi, you are such a blessing to be around! I love your zest for life, your smile, your laugh, and your hugs. When I moved to St. Louis, I remember writing a note for your baby book and telling you that I hoped one day you would call me and want to go get coffee. I think that really might happen! I love you sweet girl. The way you care about your brothers and love all of those around you is amazing. Last night at dinner you were talking and Yates interrupted you. You said, “YATES! You’re interrupting me!!” He got quiet and you finished your story. I was so proud of you for speaking up. Keep using your voice, girl.
Yates, you are a DELIGHT! I love hearing you think out loud. I love the way you think, and you can express what you are thinking and feeling so well. Keep it up, dude! Even if some people don’t want to listen, I hope you’ll find people who do, and I hope you’ll keep sharing your thoughts with the world. God gave you such a great mind. When I used to put you down for a nap or for bed, I would say, “Yates, KK loves you so much, but Jesus loves you so much more.” This weekend, I told you I loved you and asked you who loves you the most. You said God. I’m so glad you know that.
I told Megan this, and I want to be sure to tell all of you: I love the Wilsons. I love how Libby and McLean are always up for an adventure, how that has challenged me and changed the way I look at life (seriously), and how they have passed that love on to all of their kids. I love that Libby thought to let 2 of the kids come to St. Louis with Megan to visit me. And I love that the trip will probably happen again. I love that the kids can sit at the table and have a real conversation with adults and each other, that they want to talk about their highs and lows of the day, and that they want to hear about your highs and lows. I love getting to sing and pray with them, read stories, play games, and hear them laugh. I love laughing with them (and boy did we laugh…deep laughs that make your stomach hurt)! I love how they ask good questions. I’ve been thinking lately about how when parents share their kids with other people, they are sharing a piece of themselves. Libby and McLean couldn’t come to St. Louis this weekend, but they sent an extension of themselves here, and they blessed me in doing that. I don’t want to over-spiritualize it, but I think this is very true: it’s a picture of what we do as Christians when we interact with each other. We are the hands and feet and ears of Jesus, and when we love people, Jesus is sharing his heart of love for those people through us. Megan and the kids were not just an extension of the Wilson family this weekend, they were an extension of the love of Jesus.
In a conversation about good-byes, my dad told me that saying good-bye is hard because it is like a small death. We weren’t built to have to die, to have to say good-bye. I was so sad to tell Megan, Mimi, and Yates good-bye today. I am so thankful for the time I get with them because I don’t know when it will happen again. But I really am confident that we will always have a sweet connection, and if it doesn’t happen again on this earth, we will be together with Jesus for all of eternity. But ya’ll, COME AGAIN, and come soon!! Much love.