When she came downstairs yesterday when she should have been napping, I thought one of the big kids had gotten her out.
When she came in my bed at 6:15 this morning when everyone else was sleeping, I knew I was done for.
Philly Area mom, Life forever changed by adoption
When she came downstairs yesterday when she should have been napping, I thought one of the big kids had gotten her out.
When she came in my bed at 6:15 this morning when everyone else was sleeping, I knew I was done for.
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Where you go, I’ll go.
Where you stay, I’ll stay.
When you move, I’ll move.
I will follow you.
Who you love, I’ll love.
How you serve, I’ll serve.
If this life I lose, I will follow you.
I will follow you.
And, that’s what we’re doing–wanting to do, trying to do, even during hard days.
Where He goes, he’ll go.
Where He stays, I’ll stay.
I got a few minutes late last night on Skype with Mark. I could barely hear him as he tried talking to me in the middle of a crowded apartment and lots going on. After he gave me the details of what they were doing and how things were and what things were like, I asked him how he was really doing. He smiled and said, “It’s uncomfortable.”
Yeah, it is. The work in conversation to understand each other. Being upfront and “on” all the time. The energy required.
But, Mark’s loving and serving and following. And, as uncomfortable as that is, I know–and he knows–it’s right where he should be.
In honor of Ashlyn’s Chinese dance performance this afternoon
which the other children were so excited to be a part of
we did dinner in style.
More running around. And, more sugar. But, purpose remembered.
Day 4 done.
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