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Wow. It has been a minute.
1,790 days to be exact.
And today it’s time to get back in the saddle.
We’ve missed you, Friend – missed our Suede Sofa POSSE!! 🤠
So, if you’re new here, welcome.
If you’re an old friend, hello again! It’s good to see you.
Whoever you are. Whatever your story. We’re glad you’re here.
Welcome to The Suede Sofa. 🛋️
💗 Lara & Robynn
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Let’s be real. Life hurts. As humans it is one of our common denominators. And it is inevitable. It may happen to us in different ways; divorce, death, a broken heart, grief, loss, lack, low self-esteem, loneliness, sickness, addiction, abandonment, rejection, betrayal….. but sooner or later we experience pain.
And then God speaks.
Turns out He has actually been speaking all the time, but just as writer C.S. Lewis points out:
~God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks to us in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: It is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world ~I find that pain seems to heighten my ability to hear God speak. Distractions seem not to matter so much. What’s really important in life becomes crystal clear. It’s in these times that I turn to the Psalms. They are a source of comfort, a source of hope, a source to remind me that, “God is my refuge and my strength. A very present help in trouble.” Psalm 46:1Robynn~ -

I’m not exactly sharing a cleaning gadget or way to speed up chores, but I am sharing something that has made the thought of chores almost disappear…

MY BLUETOOTH!
(I had to search high and low for a photo to prove how much I use it, so I hope this is convincing enough! )
Thaaaaat’s right! Because of this awesome device I am able to call someone while I do laundry, pick up toys, sweep the floor–you name it–because it allows me to be hands free! And no more sore neck after a long phone call, yahoo!! 🙌
If you are someone who thinks “Oh, it can’t make that much of a difference. I don’t want to spend the money anyway” TRUST ME. Or just ask my sister, Jenny. She put it off for a long time and raves about how much more she is able to connect with people (me!😜) because she can do stuff around the house while she talks. In fact, I often save chores that I really dread, for a time when I know I can call someone, because I don’t have to think about it. Today I called a friend while I wiped down the interior of our farm truck (which means it was mostly muddy rags when I was done) but it was a breeze because I was so focused on our conversation.
Do you have a Bluetooth? If so, what kind? I have always bought mine on ebay. They are affordable and if the kids end up snapping it in half (yup.😫), it’s not as painful on the pocketbook :)

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I got up this morning with a mission to help my daughter. As a homework assignment, she was asked to gather pictures of herself which capture her favorite things. As I began skimming through files of photos on my computer, you would have thought I was spending most of my time smiling and reminiscing about the past. To my surprise, recalling those days turned into feelings of discouragement as my role as MOM.
You see, after I had my first daughter, ten years ago, I did a great job taking lots of pictures and getting them into a scrapbook in a timely matter. As life got more hectic and our family grew, I didn’t capture the same moments by photograph with my other two kids—probably because I usually had one kid on my hip and a basket of laundry in the other.

The reality is, life will always be hectic and I CaN’t Do iT ALL. As soon as I had those sunken feelings this morning I could see how this day was going to pan out—feeling guilty ALL day about the numerous things I should be doing better. Like how I should plan meals ahead of time instead of pulling meat from the freezer at 4:59 every afternoon…or logging our monthly expenses in a spreadsheet every month instead of staring at a pile of receipts from the last 5 months. The list is never-ending, isn’t it?
Instead, as soon as my daughter left for school, I shut those feelings down by thinking to myself, “I’m not going there”. I’m not going to spend the entire day beating myself up about my areas of weakness as a mother. To help, I tried to imagine what our seven-month-old would say to me when he becomes an adult. If he knew how terrible I felt for not taking pictures of his sweet feet when he was only a few days old, he would say, “Mom….really? That’s what you’re worried about? It’s not a big deal. Really.” And then he would go on to remind me how I would play tractors with him on the living room floor and spontaneously make him a farmyard out of old oatmeal containers and cereal boxes. Ahh…thank you, my sweet kiddos, for loving me for my imperfect self. And Leanne, make sure you remember this if you become a Mom some day. Don’t be so hard on yourself :)
So if this is you today, pick yourself up and start focusing on the things you do well. You simply can’t do it all. Don’t let special moments (like scanning through years of pictures and reflecting on the past with your kids) pass you by because you are beating yourself up, wishing you’d done better.
From one parent to another, I think you are doing just fine ;)

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Good morning Friends!
Today I wanted to pass along something that has been helpful to our family. The other morning I was fixing Leanne’s hair. She didn’t like it and combed the braid out. It upset me because I had worked hard on it and we were running out of time before the bus came. I told her she would have to figure out how to fix her hair on her own and walked into the other room, upset (probably not the best of parenting!). To my surprise she walked after me and asked,
“Mom, can we start over?”
I replied, “Sure!” She stuck out her hand and we shook on it.
She smiled.
In a cheery voice I asked her how I could help her get ready for school, and off we went. It was as if the short moment of frustration never happened.
Don’t get me wrong, when my kids or husband ask me to “start over” it takes a big swallow of pride to put my anger aside and agree to start fresh. The human side of us just wants to stew over the problem, which only makes things worse and wastes a lot of time.But just like ripping it like a band-aid, it only stings for a second! Do yourself (and your loved ones) a favor by asking if you can START OVER the next time things head in the wrong direction.

Now that nicer weather is around the corner, do you need help getting motivated to do some spring cleaning? If so, read my “Rip It Like A Band-Aid” post!
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Years ago when I was living in Tulsa I got an unexpected knock on my door. It was my good friend Cindy. She knew I was going through a really difficult time and so she bought me a slice of a large chocolate chip cookie and asked if I wanted to go for a walk on my favorite bike/run/walk trail along the Arkansas River.
What a simple gesture and yet close to 30 years later I am still touched by the impact of her thoughtfulness. Maybe at the time it seemed like no big deal to her, but it was a big deal to me. A really big deal. And a really big lesson.
To this day her gesture challenges me to search for ways I can give someone a little grace, show a little kindness, and spread a little love. And lest I am tempted to think my kindness is insignificant I remind myself of the power of a cookie and a walk.
I know there are always people needing kindness and a little hope. And so I’m looking for someone I can dispense a little kindness to. How about you? Who do you know who needs a little grace?


