A little bit emotional.

I know I already posted once today but I think I just need to write out some thoughts. There is one thing that continues to go through my mind lately is how can one person have so many thoughts and feelings at one time. How can I be sad and in tears but still feel joy and excitement. I guess I should take some time to explain.
You see about 8-9 months ago I went through something very hard. I lost something very precious to me. I wasn't expecting for that long but had already grown attached and absolutely loved what God had blessed my family with. The only thing is I never really felt like I was expecting. I just didn't really feel sick or tired like I had with the first. But I took a test and it was positive. My husband and I were both very excited. But all to soon (within the next week) it all came to a crashing end. I started to spot and then I started to cramp and then I bled heavy. My heart also started with a little spot of tears but soon turned to desperate tears of fear, anger, and pain. I was in the middle of losing something that is very precious to me, my child. I walked through this time and came to a place where I was ok again. I mean there were times I was hit with something that triggered tears and pain, but I was learning to live again.
It was just a few short months after this time of loss that we found out we were once again with child. I cried and cried and cried. I had so much fear and didn't really know that I wanted what was given to me at that time. It was too soon to our loss. How was I suppose to be able to get through this time. I felt that I should be excited but at the same time I had so much fear of losing my child yet once again. I lived in fear and agony for the first several weeks. We also had some other changes in our lives at this time. We finally closed on the house and were painting and getting ready to move in. Was now really the time for finding out that I was expecting. I thought no but God chose this time. So I backed off helping to much with the painting and instead ran errands and did other things like that. I had to take care of myself and my baby. I knew if anything happened to this baby I would blame myself for pushing myself too far. Well 12 weeks came and we got to hear the baby's heartbeat. That was the best thing that could have happened for me. It helped relieve some of my fears and worries. I now felt that I could start to enjoy this life that was forming and growing inside of me.
But then about 6 weeks or so before my due date for my first baby I started dealing with a lot of hurting and pain again in my life but at the same time I was happy and joyful for the baby that was coming. I never realized that one person can have such extreme emotions at the same time. The only way I have weathered it through this time in my life is to learn to trust God in new ways. I don't understand what He is doing but I just want to trust him. The actual date was last Friday and I was surprised how well I did. That day a dear friend of mine came over and helped me plant my garden. I was excited to see new things growing. My husband and I also took some time that afternoon and planted our tree that we bought as a memorial tree in memory of our baby. I pray that this tree grows to be strong and healthy. We planted it in our back yard where I can see it through the windows in the kitchen. It is helping to serve as a reminder of what God has brought me through.
Last night and today I have been dealing with a bit more emotion. My husband and I were going through pictures last night and we came upon pictures of that time in our life. The birthday party where we announced that we were expecting, the day we went to the dam to say goodbye to what remained of our baby. These all just brought on fresh tears. I will be honest that I cried a good cry again last night. Today I had some friends come over for lunch. It was a beautiful thing. My one friend has a baby. He is about 7 months old. I got to hold him while he was sleeping. It was so precious just to be able to love and hold her baby. I know to many it might not make sense as to why a 7 month old would bring tears to my eyes, but it did and I am ok with that. I have read several books and know that it is still ok to feel this way. I know and trust that God is my Rock and God of Comfort. I know that he is helping me through this time.
I also know that as the day approaches nearer and nearer for this coming baby I am filled with joy that I will be able to love and hold this one that God has blessed us with. I thank God for being in the middle of all my emotions and feelings. I am glad that he is the one who is in control. I am glad that I can cast all my burdens upon him, for he cares for me. I am learning through each step I take that each life that God blesses us with as parents is a precious gift. I know that there are days when I get highly frustrated with my 2 year old but I just want to remember those days and times as blessings. I also look forward to the day I get to be reunited with the child I lost here on earth but who is safe in the arms of Christ.

This and That

Last night after going through some old photo albums and realizing it had been a little over a year since we have printed any pictures my husband and I spent some time going through our folders and folders of pictures on the computer picking out pictures that we would like to include in our photo albums. Sometimes I think that photo albums are a little boring and I wish that I could be a little more creative with them but I just don't feel like that creative of a person. I think it would be fun and great to scrapbook but I lack the skills to get it done. I just wouldn't even know how to start. Well anyway maybe some day I will be brave enough to give it a try.
Going through all the pictures of the last year was fun but some pictures were also very hard. There were pictures of our move from main street to living with our friends for 5 months, many cute and adorable pictures of our son, pictures of a friend's birthday where we announced that we were pregnant and then the pictures that followed our miscarriage late last August. Although it was good to see all these pictures it brought pain and tears to me.
You see this past weekend I passed the due date for our heavenly baby. The day was beautiful. And friend of mine came over and helped me plant my garden, and then my husband and I planted a tree in memory of our baby. It was also a very painful thing to do, but it was also what I needed for that day. I thank God for the peace that he gave me on that day. I know that as time continues to pass that there will be certain things that will trigger my tears and emotions, but most of all I am learning more and more how to deal with the thoughts and feelings of our loss. I also know that it is ok to feel these emotions and feelings. I know that someday I will get to meet our baby in heaven.
I am also filled with joy and gratitude for the little man that is growing inside of me. I can't believe that I am already in my third trimester. The feeling of the baby moving inside of me at all hours of the day is the most amazing thing ever. I look forward to the day that I get to meet this little man. I know that it will be a day filled with love, joy, tears, and many emotions. I am trusting God that everything will be ok with this little guy and I know that he will be a blessing to many because he has been such a blessing to me and my family already.

We are home

After 19 long hours in the car with a few stops for bathroom, lunch and dinner we made it home. Just several hours after we started off to come home we ran into nasty, nasty, weather. We were in Nebraska and it took all we had to keep our little Ford Escort on the road. We dealt with very windy conditions along with a lot of rain. I didn't actually do the driving through most of the really bad stuff for which I am thankful. We called our husbands and asked for prayer because we were scared. Well after talking to our husbands and to one another, we decided that we really didn't want to deal with bad weather again today so we were just going to drive straight through. Although it has been taxing on my body today, I am so thankful that we just drove straight through. I have been able to sleep in, unpack, take a nice long bubble bath, and then nap on top of it. So all is well, now just to spend some time with that husband of mine. I really haven't seen him since I am home cause we came home at 3 this morning and I just crawled into bed. So it would be great to spend some time with him here soon.

Getting ready to head home

It has been a long time since I have put a up a post. Not entirely sure why I have waited so long to write but I thought since I am up so early I should get it done. I am currently sitting in the guest/speaker house here in Arvada, CO for the YWAM Denver base. I arrived with a friend of mine Wednesday evening after a two day trip with our kids. The kids did pretty well considering we had a two day trip. We had to take beaks ever 2-3 hours so that I could get out and walk around to get my legs moving as I have a bulging belly now.
On Tuesday when we left we kind of got off track for a few hours. But we had great traveling on Wednesday then. On Thursday we just kind of lounged around the condo here for a while and then we went on a walk over to the base and let the kids play at the park. We also had good times with our old pastor's wife that evening by going out for dinner and then walking around at this massive mall called Flat Irons Mall. It was a great time. On Friday we participated in a worship service at the base and then headed up the moutian to the YWAM Denver base called Eagle Rock. It is so beautiful up there. We then came back and watched a movie with another friend from my former DTS. On Saturday we headed to downtown Denver to take in the 16th street mall. We walked and we walked and we walked. Need I say more? Sunday we went to a church service with the friend we spent our time with on Saturday and then came home and packed up the car to get ready to leave this morning.
I wasn't suppose to be up for another half hour but I couldn't sleep. I have been away from my husband for almost a week. I have never been away from him for so long since we have been married. I am so ready to go home and be reunited with him. It will be a great thing.
While our time here has been great and relaxing, it has also been busy and overwhelming. The kids decided that obeying only mommy's this week was going to be a challenge. They both gave us a really hard time but also had times of playing really well together. I think my friend and I are both ready to have help on the part of taking care of our kiddos. We love them but after having them for almost a week alone, it is time to see some daddys.
So today about an hour or so from now starts our adventure home. I look forward to going home but I don't know that I look forward to the 20 hour drive that is ahead.

Shopping and sick kid

Monday night my husband and I went to buy out Salvation army. Well not really. I was there on Saturday looking for some boots for my son when I saw they had a sign on the door which said that on Monday they were going to be having all clothing on Monday for $1 all day long. I came home and told my husband but pretty well forgot about it until about dinner time Monday evening. So we decided that we would go see what we could find. So we loaded our not so healthy child into the car and went to Salvation Army uptown. We were really looking for pants for my husband for work. My husband does carpentry as a living. He wears his jeans through with holes. So every once in a while we go on the search for new pants. Well we found good deals for him in both the pant and shirt department. I decided that I should go look for maternity cloths and see what I can find being as I will be pregnant in the summer this time and last time it was winter. Well just to say I got cloths for myself and my husband for under $20. I came home and added all the price tags together to figure out what we saved. When finished adding it came to about $57. So we saved somewhere around $37 by going to the sale on Monday. I love bargain shopping. It is one of the greatest things.
On another note my little boy has been sick since Saturday with a cough and nasal congestion. Saturday and Sunday all he really did was cough now and then. By Monday he had the "Nile river" running out of his nose. He has had a fever on and off and is just plain miserable. I hate to see my child sick. It makes my heart sad. I am just trusting God that he will be able to heal my son and soon. I would like it to be in my timing but obviously I have to wait upon God to do it.

Pregnancy

Last week I reached 12 weeks in my pregnancy. It is a milstone that I have been looking forward to. Partly because it is nearing the end of my 1st trimester, something that I have thought all through would give me even more of a sound mind and spirit about this pregnancy, and also because it was when I had my first appointment scheduled for. Well we went in for our first appointment last Thursday. I was apprehensive about what it would be like. I knew that it would be emotional for me being as what we went through 4 1/2 months ago but I knew it was also something that I really needed. Well we got to hear the baby's heart beat. It was the most amazing sound to hear in the world. It was really quiet to begin with because the baby was all the way at the back towards the back of my body but as we continued to listen it came closer and so the heart beat became louder. I know it may sound interesting but after hearing the heart so loud and the midwife saying everything was going as it should be, I had this real peace just fill my heart and life.
I know that I will still probably have times of doubt but I am trusting God through this pregnancy. I am looking forward to what this child will be like. I believe God has great things in store for his/her life. I will continue to pray into that for our child and claim these things that I have spoken. I know that it will be a blessing to our lives.
I look forward to meeting you my "itty bitty." I am entrusting you in God's hands. I know that God will do great things in and through your life. In fact I believe He is already using you. You are a very special little baby. I can't wait to meet you and I know there are others who can't wait to meet you.

It has been a while....

Today is exactly one month ago that I wrote my last post. I have a friend who has been asking me to post. I told her I didn't know what to post about, but that was earlier in the week. I am still not entirely sure what I am going to post on but I will just write what my heart and fingers so desire.
Well lets start by saying that I am thoroughly enjoying being in our new home. It has truely been a blessing having a home of our own again. Thank you Lord for that blessing.
I have thoroughly enjoyed watching my son in the last couple of months. He is just so full of life and energy I can't hardly keep up with him. I love to hear him say new words and phrases. It is the most enjoyable thing in the world. We have also entered into the world of discipline. He has become quite the pistol at the same time. He is constantly getting into things. He is learning what it means to be gentle. Don't bite, don't pull hair, don't push....that wasn't nice. Those are things that we are dealing with right now. He is learning what a time out is and he hates it. But I just look at him and thank God for the blessing of the little man that I have.
About 4 months ago my husband and I went through some very dark days. It was the days that we were losing our baby. It was probably the hardest thing I have ever been through personally. I cried for days on end. I got angry. I didn't understand why this was happening to us. But through it all I have never seen God like I saw him in those days and times. My Abba Father carried me like I have never been carried before. It is only because of Him that I am still standing on the other side of this miscarriage. It is because of Him that I can continue to walk.
Well a few weeks back, about 5 weeks I believe we were getting our house ready to move in to. We were setting up for painting and cleaning and everything that went with that. I had not been feeling the best for about a week. I was really tired and sick to my stomach. I knew what it was but I didn't want to admit it. I took a test and found out we are pregnant. Almost 3 months to the day that we lost our baby. I was scared and full of fear. What if I go through this all over again. I can't possibly make it through this again. Isn't this kind of quick to get pregnant after our miscarriage? I told myself that I wasn't telling anyone until I knew that everything was going to be ok. I didn't want to burden people again. I was just a burden to them 3 months ago. What were we thinking. I did tell my good friend the day after I found out because I wanted someone to know besides me and my husband. She of course became very protective of me and wouldn't let me do too much the week before our move with the painting or the day of the move except tell people where everything went. I thank God for a friend who cares so much for me that she exhausted herself on behalf of me. She just wanted me to take care of this baby that God was giving to me.
I have to say there have been lots of tears since finding out about this coming baby. I have faced many fears, worries but I just keep getting assured that everything is going to be alright this time. I am at 9 weeks pregnant now and I am starting to feel an excitement about this baby. I am scared to allow myself to get to excited because of the fear that something is going to happen again. But all I can do right now is trust God through this time and he knows what is best for this child.

The frustration is over.....

Well as you have been reading in many of my posts we have been living with friends for almost 5 months now. It has went pretty good but some pretty significant things have happened here that I just am really ready for a place of my own.
Well that is currently happening...
Last Tuesday afternoon we got a call from our realtor who told us that she had finally received the letter from the second lean holder and that the house was finally becoming ours. So that evening my husband and I spent some time going through color samples that we already had here at the house. On Wednesday I went shopping for the paint colors and we started working on the house. Wednesday afternoon we got a call that our closing was going to be scheduled for Friday afternoon. Yes we went from one weekend to not knowing what was happening and before the next weekend really hit we had a house in our name. Thank you Lord.
So this week has been pretty crazy with painting and cleaning and we will be moving in on Saturday which is before thanksgiving that I had asked God for.
Thank you Lord for answered prayer.

Frustration...

It has been a couple of weeks since I have written anything. So I thought I should take a moment and write again.
We are still living in the basement of our friends house. Still waiting on the house we have been waiting on for a couple of weeks. I don't know if it will ever happen. We should know soon. Well that is what we have thought for weeks. We have received two verbal agreements but not a written one yet from the second mortgage holder. Is this really where God wants us or does he have some other place for us. This is a question that is staying pretty constant in my life over the last couple of days, weeks, months. We have been living in this basement for 4 1/2 months and for that I am grateful. I am thankful that our friends opened their home and took us in. It is greatly appreciated. They still seem to be ok with us being here more than I am ok with being here. I have broken 2 glasses, a bowel with chilli soup in it that went all over their white carpet and couch(which I was able to get out), and last week their candle holders. I am just so ready for my own stuff. Stuff that if I break I can deal with that on my own. I know I probably sound selfish and I am sorry for that. I am just ready to have a home to call my own once again. A place where it doesn't matter where or what I do to it. Its my problem then.
Well lets see...
Some other things that have been taking place. Jabez was sick for like 3 weeks straight and then I thought he was finally better and would be able to go into the nursery on Sunday....that is until he had major diarrhea on Saturday. He ended up staying home with daddy because we didn't want to give everyone else his diarrhea. Well he did fine on Sunday then. So I thank God for that. I am hoping that he will remain healthy now.
We received a gift card from the church for Edwin being on the worship team this year. What a blessing that was.
As the holidays are coming closer and closer I am wishing even more for my own home. What a blessing that would be. It would truely be an answer to prayer. I know that a couple of posts back I mentioned something about I was trusting God that we would be in our home by Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving is almost 2 weeks away. Is it still possible. I don't know, but I want to continue to trust God with it.

Still waiting......

Well we are still at the spot of waiting. Waiting on God to do something about a home in our lives. I am becoming highly impatient. I want to be moved into our house by thanksgiving, and right now I don't know if it will happen. It has been two weeks since we received word that there was a verbal agreement on the table. I really thought a written agreement would soon follow all of this. I don't know what to think, whether we should again start looking at paint colors or should we wait. We started the last time we got the verbal agreement and then it all quickly went downhill. Is there any hope of moving forward anytime soon? Should we just go look for another house? I feel like we have been down that path at great length. I just don't want to go down it again, but do we need to? Is this something that we need to discuss? I hate it that we are so close, but yet so far away. I hate feeling out of control. I know that God is in control and that is a hard thing to trust sometimes. I think we (ourselves and the people we live with currently) are ready for things to move forward. I know that both families are ready for their own space once again. The option has been offered to just go ahead and move in but I don't want to take the chance of moving in and then it falling through. That would not be a good thing. I just don't know what to think. I am frustrated and impatient. I know that I need to just give it to God and that it will be alright but that is a hard thing for me to do.

My Family

Well I thought it might be a good time since I have written a few blogs to tell you a bit about my family. I grew up in a christian home with a mom and dad and two brothers, one older and one younger. Being an only girl was never an easy thing. I always wished for a sister but that obviously never happened. I never had really close relationships with my brothers, and I still don't. That in a way makes me sad but a lot of that has to do with the fact that we led very different lives growing up. I chose to walk with Christ and never was attracted to the party scene, but both of them chose to follow that path. I believe that someday both will truely commit their hearts and lives completely to God.
I went to a conservative church for 18 years of my life and then I left. It was amazing to me to see the freedom you can have in serving Christ without the rules of telling me what I can and cannot wear (in other words, I didn't feel controlled by the church to have a certain wardrobe). I do thank God for parents who taught me about modesty and purity. I learned that you can serve God in freedom without all the rules and regulations on what you can and cannot wear.
Well sometime after this I started attending a church service on Saturday nights that was called Downtown @ 808. I got involved here with a small group. We were all a bunch of single people with one goal in mind. We were about serving God together, along with having some major fun times. I remember going to Chicago for a day, going to Cedar Point on several different occasions, just hanging out and playing games. We all loved to hang out and have fun. And then we started to grow up. Several people started to develop interest in each other. Soon there were relationships within this group of single people. That is when my wonderful husband and I got together. We spent many hours just talking and conversing with one another, getting to know each other. Then we started going out. After about 4 months my then boyfriend left me to go to YWAM with me to follow in just three months. Through our YWAM experiences, we were apart for 11 months but we maintained our relationship and friendship. Our longest time of being apart was 5 months(of not seeing each other at all). Our only way of communication was through phone and mainly email. Talk about a crazy time in our lives but a time where we both grew so much in our walk with God in our own personal lives.
After these 11 months of being apart we came back together and continued to pursue one another. About a year later we became husband and wife, July 31, 2004. It was an amazing day.
We have now been married for 4 years. Our journey has been anywhere from very easy going to very challenging. Through it all it has been amazing to see how our love has grown in these past several years.
We also have an 18 month old son who completely fills our lives with joy. He is so funny with all the little things he does. We also have a little angel, our little Ashor, who is waiting for us in heaven. Out of everything here on earth I look forward to being in the presence of my God someday, but for now I rejoice in everyday that I have with my family and the amazing opportunity that I have to serve a risen Lord and savior with my family. I look forward to the day when I get to go to my Heavenly Father and bask in his presence. I also look forward to being reunited with my child.

Distant..... and Alone.......

Distant.....
I met with a really great friend of mine today. She says that it feels like I am distance. I don't know why she feels that way because I feel like I am myself in most ways. I don't mean to be distant. I am sorry for holding you at a distance. I feel like I am pretty open with how I have been feeling and what I have been dealing with. And then again maybe not. Maybe there is more that is underlying than I think. Maybe it is something that hasn't been made clear to me yet.
I just want my life to be ringing clear as a bell. I don't want to push people away. I just hope you know that I still love you and am not trying to hurt you. I don't know what is making the distance. Maybe it is because I haven't been seeking God in my life during the week. That is probably the main thing. I remember back just a few weeks ago, my husband and I having time in the Word together. I loved those times. Where did they go? We got really busy again and that has gotten placed in the back closet again. It makes me sad when I think about it. So I guess the thing I need to do tonight is get out my Bible and spend some time with God. I need to quiet my heart before God and just let him minister to me.
And Alone.........
Whenever I have been alone in the house at night, I don't want to be here. I just feel this depression set in. I just want to break out of these walls and be free. I want to be around my husband. And I'm really not alone, Jabez is here, but he is sleeping. Why do I feel depressed when I am alone? I am fine during the day when I am alone, but at night I don't do so well. I just want someone to be here to talk to. My desire is to be at a place where there is constant peace in my life. I don't like feeling unrest in my spirit. I don't like that I don't like being alone. The truth of the matter is God is here with me. Why do I let being alone get me down so much. It is so stupid. I just wish I could be at peace like I am during the day. Does anyone have any suggestions for me?

So today was the day.....

Today was the day for the national remembrance of baby loss in any form. I have spent some time just reading others stories and what they have been through. I can't imagine being one of the ones that have lost multiple babies in a row. I just don't know how they do it. I know they can't do it alone, for they would for sure go crazy. They can only manage to get through it with our heavenly father. Thank you Lord for your love you have for us. Thank you for wrapping your arms around us in love.
Today was the day we were suppose to hear on the house. It didn't happen. So it keeps me wondering what is going on. How long will we have to wait?
Today is the day that I said I would like to be in a house by Thanksgiving. Is that too much to ask, to believe for? I don't know, but it is my hope.
Today was the day for the last Presidential debate. Did I watch it? Nope I was out for coffee with a friend. I get lost in their speeches, so it seems like a waste of my time. I know that I should be more willing to listen to them but I don't take the time.
Today was a day that it rained. Rain always makes me feel tired and lazy, so I took a nap. Thus I am not tired enough to go to sleep now. Thus is why I am writing a post right now.
Today was a day where I again asked God why one couple has to go through so much. Why are they always faced with so many challenges. Haven't they been through enough in the last couple of not days, weeks, months, but years. I just don't understand the purpose for all of it. Isn't there only so much a person can go through before they just collapse. But God has one promise that he will never leave you or forsake you. He will never give you more than you can handle.
Today was a day like many days recently where I haven't see much of my husband. Just as he came home (at 6 pm), I ran out for the evening. He gets up earlier, so he usually goes to bed earlier. It is a nonstop course for him right now. We are just crazy busy right now so that makes the time we do get to spend together very much important. I hate not seeing my husband, but I believe the end result of this very busy time in our lives will be worth it.
Today was a day where my son was super cute again. He was playing inside a box with a cat on the outside batting through the finger hole to touch his hand. Just to hear his laugh is just awesome and amazing. I also can't get over loving to hear him say words. It is so awesome. I thank God for this precious gift he has given to us.
So what was today like for you??????

Waiting

Waiting, waiting, waiting......
Waiting on a home of our own. Waiting on God's next step in our life. Waiting is just a part of life. I don't like waiting for things. I would just like everything to be right here, right now. But I guess you learn so much through the waiting process of life.
The most recent thing we thought that finally happened was getting the news on a house we have been waiting for. Last week, I believe it was, our realtor called us and let us know that the bank finally came to a "verbal" agreement on the house we have been looking at and waiting on. Let me take a moment to explain, we made an offer on a house, I believe back at the beginning of August, that is in a process called short-sale. From what I understand a short-sale is something that happens before a foreclosure. The owner of the property actually owes more to the bank then the property is worth, and from what I understand he is also behind on his payments. A very sad place to be. So anyway, you first have to get approval from the owner of the house and then you have to wait like weeks to months to hear an answer from the bank. The banks are overwhelmed with the number of homes going through the short-sale or foreclosure process, that is why it takes so long.
Anyway, we heard the news last week of this "verbal agreement" and we became pretty excited about it. We have started looking at paint colors for the hous. It is pretty crazy to think about the amount of time and things involved in redecorating, but it was really exciting.
Yesterday we got a call from our realtor again that things have changed. The bank that controls this mortgage has decided that they are no longer doing short-sales. Instead, they are packaging a bunch of the short-sale properties and selling them off in bundles to other institutions.
So you are probably wondering what does that mean for us? Well I wish I knew all the answers to this question. From what I understand the agreement is no longer there. It was just a "verbal agreement" not a "written agreement" so there is nothing binding them to this agreement. So we are back to waiting again.
I will be honest, I cried when I heard the news. It crushed my heart. I purposely didn't attach myself to the thought of getting this house in the beginning but once we heard that we got it, I got excited. Our wait was over. We were finally going to have a house again. Don't get me wrong, it hasn't been horrible living where we have been living, but I am ready for my own living space.
So we are in this place again of waiting. Waiting for the house that we thought we had, waiting to move forward with this area of our life.
What is God doing through this? I don't understand why we have to continue to wait but I want to trust God that he has our best interests in mind. He knows the desire of my heart. He knows what I want, but somehow I feel that there is something more that He wants from us. Do I know what that is? No. Do I wish that I did? Yes. The only choice I have right now is to wait and seek God to see what he has for us.
I ask all of you my friends to be praying for us through this process. Pray that God would show us the next step in our lives. I just want to be faithful to God through all of this.
I do believe it is ok for me to voice how I am feeling because I believe God cares about what we are going through. I also have to keep God at the forefront of my thoughts. He is with me in this waiting. I just have to praise God for all the blessings in our lives at this current moment in time and that gets me back to the right perspective.