So, Here We Are Again.......

I really never dreamed we'd be here, especially not at this age and stage in our life. But God, yeah He had other plans for us. Good and perfect plans. I keep reminding myself of that, especially now as we get closer to our court date. More people are giving us "the talk." If you have a big family, you know the one. The..... what about spending time together, what about retirement, what about your adult kids, what about college for your kids at home.... I get it. Really, I do. Life is full of unknowns for us. But guess what..... so is everyone else's life. Life is but a vapor and can vanish in a moment. Did I do all I could while I was here on earth? Isn't that the point? God wants me to live an abundant life, full of His goodness and grace. I know that TRUTH. So, here we are again...... Waiting on court. Transitioning two little treasures to our home, our lives and into our family's hearts. Is it hard? Yes. It's so hard some days. But, it's so worth it all at the same time. We have many unknowns. We have questions and no answers. But, we do know that this is God's plan and we said yes to whatever is in our future with all our kids. So, here we are again..... one family. This is us.....

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