The Montgomery crew just completed two consecutive weeks of Homecoming…the first at Angel Girl’s high school, the second at TU.
Let it be known: I LOVE HOMECOMING!!
Here is a selection of (BIG and BEAUTIFUL) mums that I have made over the years:
Clara Belle, Uncle Shaun, and Miss K (who was crazy enough to grow up to be a [strong and amazing] football coach’s wife!)…Stephenville High School, 1996.
Angel Girl, Bruceville-Eddy High School, 2009.
For SonShine’s date, China Spring High School, 2012.
We don’t leave out the boys, either…a garter for Angel Girl’s date, also 2012.
I LOVE MAKING MUMS!!
Here are a few homecoming goodie bags from over the years:
I LOVE CREATING GOODIE BAGS!!
Here are my babies attending homecoming dances:
Angel Girl, Freshman Year, 2015.
The gorgeous Miss C with SonShine, Junior Year, 2015.
Two very good looking kiddos, Sophomore and Senior Years, 2016.
Sweet B and my Angel Girl, Junior Year, 2017.
I LOVE MY BABIES!!
Here are some of my favorite homecoming victories:
I LOVE VICTORIES!!
And parades 🙂
This year I was honored to close out TU’s homecoming festivities with a session of “recovery” Yoga With Momma Monty on the football field. Today was a perfect, crisp, sunny morning. There was a crew cleaning the stands from yesterday’s game, a few folks were running bleachers, and a handful of alumni/employees came to practice with me. It was both energized and peaceful in the same moment.
By definition, “yoga” means “calming the fluctuations of the mind.” I find that incredibly valuable in a world that is overfilled with electronics, displays, beeps, words, sounds, music, lights, and stimuli in every shape and form. Developing the ability to calm the mind is life-changing because it filters out the noise of life and refocuses on the right now.
This moment is the most important. And once you let this moment pass, it will never be revisited nor regained. Therefore, living in this moment, thinking in this moment, and loving in this moment is more important than I know how to explain or describe…so just trust me: it is!
Loving this moment, this place, and this life is my idea of being HOME.
When Coach asked me to marry him, when he asked me to be a coach’s wife, he said we might move around, he said we will experience be both adoration and hatred (often by the same people from week to week), and he said it would be tough at times.
He also said that as long we were together, it would be beautiful, rewarding, and fulfilling life work. TOGETHER.
When we chose to start a family, we reiterated our motto: as long as our children are safe, we can go anywhere, and together we will thrive.
We’ve embraced that mindset for 23 seasons now.
Coach is my home.
He is my shelter, he is my safe place, and he is my strength.
You can love him or detest him. You can praise him or slander him. You can support him, or you can choose to not. But you – not anyone – can ever diminish him or cause me to doubt him. Yes, he’s a brilliant, incredible football mind. But even more so, he is patient, and he is kind. He is emotional and loves big, in a whole-hearted kind of a way. He is the epitome of a wonderful provider, the definition of a family leader. He takes care of me, and he takes care of our family; he takes care of everyone in his world. He supports me and all my crazy ideas and projects and aspirations. He believes in me when often I don’t even believe in myself.
We love each other deeply and with great intention.
Yes, Coach is most certainly my home.
Which means that our kiddos are my decorations. They make my life pretty! They add sparkle and excitement and fun and flair. They are joyful and funny, sweet and smart, fragile and strong, sturdy and delicate, rustic and elegant. They are go-with-the-flow, low-maintenance, and easy-casual. They are high-end and high quality. They are absolutely priceless. They are the most blessed bonus of this life and the sweetest of icing on my cake!
Wherever are those three, my heart and my home will also be.
So, that’s my idea of home (as well as a photographic display of why I find homecoming so very fun). I hope your home – not the walls and floors and ceilings and windows around you, but the people who create the foundation for your life…I hope they know that they are your home, just as I hope that Coach, and our SonShine and Angel Girl, know that they are mine.
One last thing to share…I’ve never done this so I hope it works. I use Spotify to create my yoga playlists, and today’s Homecoming Yoga list turned out really well (if I do say so myself), so here it is: YWMM – Home
Have fun listening, and have a wonderful week ahead 🙂
With love and hugs,
PS: We have also dealt with our share of homecoming defeats. Of course, no season is rainbows and butterflies 24/7…
2016, 43-7 Homecoming loss to Oologah.
But one needn’t question our resolve; our love never waivers.
Struggle brings this family closer; we find ways to build one another up. And win or lose, I could not love my Coach and my kids – my life, my love, and my home – any more fervently, any more devotedly, nor any more passionately than I do right now, in THIS moment.