Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
(note: Thomas looks much more handsome)
Monday, January 11, 2010
Be patient with everyone, but above all with yourself; I mean,
be disturbed about your imperfections, and always have the courage to pick
yourself up after a fall. I'm very glad to hear that you make a fresh start
day. There is no better way of growing toward perfection in the
life than to always be starting over again and never thinking that
we have done
But most important, don't lose heart, be patient,
wait, do all you
can to develop a spirit of compassion. I have no
doubt that God is holding
you by the hand; if he allows you to stumble, it
is only to let you know that if
he were not holding your hand, you would
fall. This is how he gets you to
take tighter hold of His
Thank you Lord, for the time You gave us over Christmas. Help me not to squander even one second on emotions that arent becoming of you. And for me not to linger on regret when i am less than loving. Bring me closer to You and being like You this year.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
So, if you all remember, the first injury was Oakley. He fell and needed stitches (in the form of strips) on his eyelid. Then Thomas broke his toe. Then Clover broke her wrist. Thomas broke his other foot. The the catastrophic break of Jul's arm.
We had a good six months of no injuries, or ER visits. It was so nice. Then while in Kingston, Thomas took the kids skating on a lake. My mom and i joined them after they had started. I dont really remember going skating, or taking my skates off.... or going back to my moms house. But i do remember waking up on the ice (kinda) and i remember throwing up.
I was standing on the ice, doing.. i dont know what. Then i felt like my head had been split open by an ax. I fell while standing. Thomas took me to the Napanee Hospital. I got to have xrays. And then i got to be the butt of many jokes. My skull wasnt cracked, thankfully, but the Dr 'saw nothing'. Get it? Yeah.... it was cute the first few times.
So, i had a 'boxers concussion'. That means i bruised both the front and back of my brain. Not fun. But i survived.
While hooked up to the moniters, my heart rate jumped when Thomas touched me. It was really cool. So i told him to tell me something to see if it would race again. He said "I am ready to adopt again". My heart did nothing. I told him it was because i didnt believe him. But it is true. For those of you who are privy to all the details with our previous experience, we have called the CAS and are starting.
Happy New Year to you all! And please pray for our family as we try to grow.