Just about every time I go through something difficult, this song starts to play in my head. At the end of nearly every tumultuous disaster, something beautiful happens. Think of that moment that the sun peaks after the calm of a storm. If you look around, you're pretty likely to find the most beautiful rainbow!
When my sweet girl is smiling and cuddling and persevering, it's hard to imagine that there could ever be hard times. When hard times come and I feel like I'll never get through to her it's nearly impossible to envision that rainbow.
When I last posted, I admittedly wasn't very optimistic. As hard as things were then, I'm certain that even harder times are ahead. This week improved significantly. Despite a couple of homework related melt-downs and an ear infection accompanied by some nasty throat and sinus crud, she is back to her beautiful, bubbly, wonderful, cuddly, insightful self.
With April officially here, next month we get a little closer to the hope of making her a permanent part of our home! We were made to be hers and she was made to be ours! I'm claiming victory!
Not as much to share today. Hope you have a blessed weekend!
Dear Diary, It seems it's finally time to leave Louisville and all the pain it's caused for me behind. I know that people probably think I'm just running from my problems, but I'm really trying to start my life over, on my terms, on my feet, and working on NEVER depending on another to take care of me again. People just can't be trusted. I'm sick and that will never change, but I'm just going to have to make a way for myself and pray that this stupid disease doesn't get the best of me. So, at this point next week, unless something miraculous happens, I'll be saying goodbye to Louisville and all it's trappings. I need to center, I need to focus on my relationship, or lack thereof, with my Savior, and I need purpose.
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