A guy was sitting on his couch one day and there was a knock at the door. He goes and answers the door, looks around, doesn't see anything so he closes the door and goes back to sit on the couch. A few minutes later, there is a knock at the door so he gets up, answers the door, looks around, doesn't see anything so he closes the door and goes back the sit on the couch. A few minutes later, there is a knock at the door so he gets up, answers the door, looks around, doesn't see anything so he closes the door and goes back the sit on the couch. A few minutes later, there is a knock at the door so he gets up, answers the door, looks around, looks DOWN and sees a snail. The guy is ticked. He picks up the snail and throws it as far as he can. TWO YEARS LATER... same guy is sitting on his couch. There is a knock at the door. He goes to answer the door, looks around, looks down and sees the snail. The snail said, "So... what was THAT all about???"
That really has nothing to do with anything except that it came to mind when I realized that the last time I posted was about 7 weeks ago. Seriously??? I swear it was last week. So much for my brilliant plan of keeping up on funny things the kids say and do. Anyway...
We are officially done with our foster care/adoption classes! This means that we have our final home study and then hopefully, we are set to go! On the way to our class tonight, I told Tim, "Do you realize that we could have ________ in less than 6 weeks!!!" After I performed CPR, we were on our way. Really, though, it is crazy to think about. I am trying to continue to not get my hopes up about adopting him. Okay, that is a lie. My heart is going to be completely shattered if we don't get him. That said, I am trusting that God's will be done in this. I feel like we are the perfect family for that sweet little boy but I don't know the big picture. Only God does. So I am working on practicing patience and prayer.
Speaking of prayer, I am begging you for prayers for my friend, Amney. I met Amney six years ago when Abigail was 2 years old. We were pool moms. We took our kids to the pool pretty much every day, which sounds like a weird way to become friends but this is Williamsburg. Lauren is about 3 weeks younger than Abigail but a good 6 inches taller. Lauren is Abigail's best friend. They do not go to the same school nor are they even in the same grade (summer birthdays- we waited) but they are BFFs. As the girls have gotten to be such good friends, I have gotten to be friends with Amney. I love her. I really do. She is real. She is genuine. She is awesome. I am proud of the fact that I get to call her a friend. She (very) recently found out that she has advanced kidney cancer. Advanced. As in, she is in a lot of pain because the tumors (yes, there is an 's' at the end of that word) have already spread outside of her kidneys and are pressing against her spine. She is undergoing radiation (M-F) and chemo(Th) and as it shrinks the tumors, it is helping with the pain but she needs prayers. Prayers for relief from the pain, prayers for healing, and prayers for her family. I take so much comfort in the fact that she is a believer and she knows that this life is not all that there is; yet I still pray (selfishly) that she is here for a long time.
I don't want to be a Debbie Downer so I will end on this note...
Tonight, Tim and I were frantically getting all the paperwork ready for our last class and Abby and Sophia were hanging out with us and Sophia randomly (as she always is) said, "If someone came by who did foster care, I would say, 'Cool! We have foster kids too!!!'" Tim said, "Oh, no! This is top secret. We can't tell anyone that they are foster kids." Sophia said in a hushed voice, "Ooooooooooh, so we have to keep them hidden???" Oh, Sophia... how I love you.
