So, this trip starts off with my flying in to meet up with a friend and then we will set off on wheels to see dear, dear, dear friends on the east coast. We are soooo very excited. I know it will be such a sweet time I can hardly contain myself yet the anxiety of being "far, far away" from my LilBlue is tugging at my momstrings. She is still recovering, she is still physically hurting, her head is still giving her fits with a constant companion headache, she is continuing to make it through what needs to be done, that is just how we roll. I am so very proud of her for just going and doing what has to be done but I also fear for her that she is potentially pushing her little body too far, taking on too much too soon and will not realize it for some time into the future. I continue to bathe her in prayers daily, moment by moment most of the time. I am angry at how much this whole incident has robbed her and me. I am still extremely frustrated with the whole thing, and feel my inner peace has been rocked to my core, I am also on edge EVERY time the phone rings later in the evening, I am constantly thinking about her and where she is, if you know me this is somewhat over the top. I am doing what I know to do, pray, I know we will get through it and I know I know I know that God is still in control, I trust that above all else. I will take it moment by moment and know that this too will someday be a memory, one I will not choose to vividly recall.
That's it, gotta run, I'm on the road again (or at this point, in the air)!
- Love me some cooler temps!
- Time is such a control freak...
- the Littles are keeping me sane
- I am eating too much ice cream :)