As we wait for word on our travel date, I feel myself becoming less patient. I worked hard. I gathered all 1030234534 papers, got them notarized and apostilled correctly. We worked quickly and efficiently. And now I sit here and wait. And wish the hours and days away. Which is NOT what I want to do. I love summer time. I love swimming, the smell of suntan lotion on my boys, watermelon, corn on the cob, evening walks with my sweet family. But a part of me is missing. and it makes me wish the days away. I dream of sundresses and pig tails. I dream of coral and grey. I dream of therapy and giving love that has been starved from her for so long. I dream of teaching sign language and celebrating the little things we so often don't slow down to appreciate. In the midst of all my dreaming and longing I have to stop. I need to snuggle my boys a bit longer. I need to prepare their hearts for our departure and our adding of another Boswell. I need to stop looking at the bigger picture and gaze at the daily snapshots of my life as it is now. As God has intended it to be for this moment. I need to breath and let be. Let go. Trust. To take a moment to dance in the rain.
xo-
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