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Are You Real?

More About You Mondays

[This post is part of an ongoing blog series to get to know each other better. Have you read and participated in the other "More About You Monday" questions?]

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Warning! Tough question looming. Keep reading at your own risk.

This weekend, Lana and I watched the movie, Catfish. It was both entertaining and disturbing…and apparently true. Without giving away too much about the movie, it examines the authenticity of online relationships and how people present themselves to others on the other side of the computer screen.

Lana and I often ask each other, family and friends if we are being real on this site. It’s something we definitely want to do and I can honestly tell you that we try pretty hard to depict reality in the Coddington household. Yet we know that the things we share are but a fraction of our realities.

It’s obvious that we don’t share a lot of things with you. Some of those things just don’t matter…like whether or not I took a shower today (I didn’t*). Many of the things we don’t share actually do matter but we consider private…like how much money we gave away last year. Those things we reserve for sharing with our very close family members and possibly a friend or two.

Yet we do strive to portray our lives authentically online and particularly on this site.

We know many of you in real life. We’ve met Betty Short. We know Tina and friends from Maryland. We obviously know family like NY Grandma and Texas Grandma. We know co-workers. But there are many of you who we don’t know in real life. And that begs the question (even for those of you who we do know in real life).

How would you say that you present yourself online? Do you think that those who know you in real life would say that your online persona is consistent with your offline person? In short, are you real?

*Note from Lana: Dave wrote this on Saturday…he did take a shower before work today!!!

What Jobs Have You Had?

More About You Mondays

[This post is part of an ongoing blog series to get to know each other better. Have you read and participated in the other "More About You Monday" questions?]

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This week, we’d love to hear about the job(s) you have and/or had in the past. What did you do? What did you like about the job? Worst Job Ever? Best Job?

Celebrating One Year with Hope

Earlier this week, Lana, Lauren and I each wrote letters to Hope. Without knowing it, we wrote letters that fit nicely together into one birthday note to Hope. Here it is:

Hope, you are loved by your family and you always will be! Happy 1st birthday!

Several photos at 11 days old were taken by Beth from sugarrushphotography.com. Thanks Beth!

The Birth of Jesus Christ

To say that this Christmas is different for our family than last Christmas would be the understatement of the year. Last year, Carmen was here. Hope was not. This year, Hope is here. Carmen is in Heaven. We are four, just a different four.

To Carmen up in Heaven: We read the Christmas story today. We thought about Mary and Joseph, excitedly showing off their new son. It’s amazing to think that you are right there with the Son of God. Like Uncle Wes said in your eulogy, you now understand the secrets of the universe. Merry Christmas sweet Carmen!

In those days a decree went out from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be registered. This was the first registration when Quirinius was governor of Syria. And all went to be registered, each to his own town. And Joseph also went up from Galilee, from the town of Nazareth, to Judea, to the city of David, which is called Bethlehem, because he was of the house and lineage of David, to be registered with Mary, his betrothed, who was with child. And while they were there, the time came for her to give birth. And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling cloths and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn.

And in the same region there were shepherds out in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And an angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were filled with fear. And the angel said to them, “Fear not, for behold, I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. And this will be a sign for you: you will find a baby wrapped in swaddling cloths and lying in a manger.” And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying,

“Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among those with whom he is pleased!”

When the angels went away from them into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let us go over to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has made known to us.” And they went with haste and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby lying in a manger. And when they saw it, they made known the saying that had been told them concerning this child. And all who heard it wondered at what the shepherds told them. But Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart. And the shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all they had heard and seen, as it had been told them.

– As told in the book of Luke

The Cry of Eli

The crying started shortly after takeoff and lasted, on and off, for almost four hours of our four and a half hour flight. About the time our flight attendant announced “in preparation for landing,” the cries subsided and three-or-four-year old Eli fell fast asleep in seat 21D.

We began our descent.
Still sleeping.
Wheels down.
Not a peep.
On the ground.
Silence.

As we made our way toward the gate, they welcomed us to Washington Dulles and announced the carousel number to claim checked bags, which apparently startled Eli from his slumber…and that’s when the real screaming began. Mortified, Eli’s parents did all they could to comfort an obviously exhausted and out-of-sorts little boy.
Nothing worked.
In fact, the greater their efforts to calm him down, the louder Eli screamed. At one point, the entire plane was watching.

I sat in my seat and that’s when it hit me.
I could barely hold back the tears…
…cause there are times when I would give just about anything to have a screaming four year old.

A short while later, I got into my car and drove home.
I cried on-and-off most of the way.
Thankfully, nobody was sitting directly in front of me.

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