The phone call came on one of those days when I woke up behind schedule. Combines were running hard, The Farmer was running early, his lunch still in the recesses of my brain… we would figure out a way to get it to him later. Some days just seem to scream, “Why can’t you handle your life” and this was one of them.
I had just sat down to try to find a little peace to eat my lunch while my toddler slept; the lunch aftermath awaiting me in the kitchen and my older girls playing outside. It had been a morning that didn’t make me feel on top of the world as a mother. The machine wasn’t moving very smoothly if you know what I mean, which can easily bring my focus off of God’s true purpose for my days and onto my unrealistic expectations instead.
Timely then to get “The” (frankly) unexpected phone call that a Birth Mother in Florida had chosen us to be the forever family for her sweet thing, due in about two, weeks give or a take a few days…
Finish the rest of the story at I take Joy.