I am such an impatient person.
I confess that right here. Right now.
My heart is aching for my little one. As I watched my kids at the dinner table last night, eating chicken, and salad and rice, joking with us….and I glanced over and saw that empty chair and my heart ached. I wondered, what is she doing right now? Sleeping? Just waking up? With that sweet sleepy smell and the bed head? Does she have someone to cuddle her?
I want to hear the sound of her little feet running down the hallway to our room in the morning. Asking if she can get up- or climbing into bed for a snuggle. I want to hear Katie and her sweet sister playing together.
I am longing to see Jack read to her. And Sammy make her laugh with abandon. I want to watch Michael lift her high over his head while she squeals. I want to listen to them praying together. I want to give that sweet girl bubble baths, and hug away the bad dreams in the middle of the night.
I am one of many momma's out there waiting for their little ones. Be it in their belly, or in their heart. I am feeling the distance right now. My heart is praying. My heart is aching.
While she doesn't even realize it, her family is loving her. And praying for her. And longing for her to come home.
So, I wait. Paperwork has no time. People in government offices have no priority for whose paperwork gets processed first. So I wait. And Michael waits.
Sweet one, we are here. We love you already. We are praying. And we will wait forever if we have to.
5 years ago today….
Getting on a jet plane…..
to go here….
and finally meet….
Write a book. What would I write?
I enjoy writing so much. I have my beginning sentence. But I am not sure. Fiction? Non- Fiction?
Michael said to write a story loosely based on my upbringing.
Heh. That may offend. BUT, he said "I said LOOSELY".
Please help?? Lurkers?? Anyone??
Waiting for lunner or is is dunch @ Lambert's
Scotty didn't want to beam them up….
(last March 16th…)
I still cannot fathom it has been a year since we left California to come home to Oklahoma. It seems sometimes like we JUST got here, and other times it feels like we have lived here forever. Thinking back on this past year is amazing to me. We totally uprooted from everything and everyone we knew and moved on faith that we were headed in the direction that God was taking our family. We stepped out. We put our hand in His and walked.
We miss our family and friends. With all our hearts.
But, this is our home.
It is a place that sings to my soul. It touches my heart and tells me with every sight and sound that we are home. Just this past weekend, someone was asking my kids if they missed California. They all three said that they missed their family and friends, but they don't miss living there. They said that the loved their schools. That they have made the best friends and wouldn't want to move back.
That made this Momma's heart so happy.
Michael is adoring everything about his job. That makes this wife's heart happy.
And me? I am amazed at God's provision and his over abundant love for me. He not only heard the cries of my heart from loneliness when we first moved….but the frustration over school choices….the desire for a church home, the desire for a small group to connect with….the warm, cozy, inviting home….the sweet sound of wind….the beauty of the lakes…. every prayer was answered. And can I just say- many more that I didn't even know were a whisper of my heart….were answered in full.
While it hasn't always been easy, or fun…it has been the absolutely right thing to do.
Can't wait to see what the next brings.
With sick kids, life kinda takes on a different cadence.
Sam is doing alright, still has a low grade fever. I should be doing laundry, cleaning up, airing out, organizing…getting household stuff done.
I feel like such a lump right now. Laundry is waiting. Some of it in piles to be washed, some in baskets ready to be folded, now wrinkled. I hate that. I was them, dry them…don't mind that part. Then it comes to folding. UGH. I am not sure why that irks me so much.
Corey Haim died. Really? Lost Boys? Goonies? Wow.
A friend of mine in the bloggy world lost her husband to cancer. They had only been married a little over a year. My heart has been so heavy for sweet Joannah. She has been an amazing woman to know, and watch through this entire process. Joannah, love you girl- and we are praying for you.
Our homestudy is done! Waiting for the rough draft to check, and then onward and upward.
We had our first puppy training class with Maisy last night. It went really well. She is a fast learner.
Now if she could learn to pick up her own poop- THAT would be amazing.
And now, I will get off my butt….smooch Sammy- and give him juice, take Maisy on a walk, and finally, do laundry.
Though it may seem mundane, this girls life is sweet.