I had an great time this past week. I believe we were actually able to surprise my sister with their 25th anniversary party. I was able to spend time with all but one sibling. My handsome hubby was camping with us for the weekend. The weather was good. All in all a pretty darn good time. I should be happy.
I am happy.
All I can think about these past two days have been how bad I want to adopt. How bad I want to have another child in our family. How bad I want to be a forever home for someone.
Then I think how crazy I am.
Hubby's job just changed. His wage will be a little better than half of what we are used to and still I want to bring another one into this mix?
We are doing pretty good but not fantastic. So how on earth do I possibly think we are going to be able to afford to do this.
That's when I realize we are not. Not without help. So I pray and I pray.
I seek God's wisdom in this. I seek His guidance and His patience when I have none of my own.
Simply I also ask for prayers. Prayers that this is what He wants for us. Prayers that if it is that finances will work out. Prayers that if it is not that I can accept it and my heart can heal.