there are no words...but i'll try and find some. we are in kansas. we are alive (barely) and we hope with all there is that we will survive the next week of life. we had the move from hell. and i have no problem using such harsh language, b/c that is what it was. it will be a while before i can actually begin the series on our move. i am trying to forget it all right now and move ahead to the next crisis in our life. or the next crisis' (plural). our van died, we had to cancel our vacation to MS, mark starts work on monday, our daugther starts public school in two weeks (no comments from the peanut gallery please) and we've all been plagued with strep throat and sinus infections. this might sound like a pitty party, well, IT IS!!
it would be best if everyone refrained from leaving encouraging comments, or "hang in there speeches", and please don't quote phil 4:13 i might come unglued. silence would actually be better. i realize it could be MUCH worse... we are all alive, we are still a family, we are surrounded with the most amazing family and friends, and we know that He has not forgotten us. we just need some serious prayers for wisdom, strength, and stability (and winning the lottery wouldn't hurt either)!!
i hope to return to the blog more regularly when my heart is no longer numb, and i am not dumbfounded.
sorry to be an eeyore,
~s
i'm SO sorry. i could not resist the temptation to comment. miss you and can't wait to hear all these crazy stories. <3
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