Today has been a rather tough one. Not only do I have two sick children, one of which came close to being hospitalized yesterday for bronchiolitis (Jesse 9 months). Worrying and fretting over him doesn't even come close to the pain I have felt missing Austin. Despite the struggles we had with him, and the peace we have with putting him at Allegany Boys Camp. With that comes extreme anguish, pain, and nausea like you never figured. The house is quiet. The table is empty. The van feels like I forgot somebody at home. We have to carry wood in to the house. Their is a vacant bed. It just doesn't feel right. Kayla had a letter in the mail to him the day he was placed. Cheyenne wrote one yesterday... We do miss him terribly. And 14-22 months looks like an eternity! I am sure we will be living for those 'every 6 wk." visits.
Now it is our time to work on the aches and pains we have, feelings we need to work through, hearts that need healed. Learning to trust again, and to love unconditionally!
Till next time~
you are a very brave momma.. and I think you are doing a great job of bringing up kids!! Hugs! Keep your chin up! The best is yet to come!
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