He's Amazing

It's starting to sink in. I'm starting to realize that there will be times that Daddy will be irreplaceable. I'm a great Mom...but I'm not a Dad. I'm not here to replace him. That's not a requirement - for me to fill his shoes. So, I will turn to my Dad, my Father-in Law, my brother, and my male friends to help fill in and bring a Godly male presence to our family. But let's face it, no one can be Sean. He's the best. The absolute best.

So, I will rely on my Heavenly Father to fulfill us when that absence is too strong. When no one can do it "just like Daddy" I will look to my sweet and patient Heavenly Father. He can not only fill his shoes, he ordains all of the steps that Daddy (and his ladies) take. I will do my best to rest in that promise.

I guess I should blog, huh?

The other night a sweet friend came over to get help with her computer (not from me, obviously) and as we talked it was brought up that I have a blog I haven't touched in a while. Hmm. I felt, at that moment, very justified in not blogging. I mean, hello? I am living at my parent's house. I'm just doing the daily thing of taking Lily to school, playing with Mirah, keeping our stuff picked up and coming up with a dinner plan. That's it. Nothing really impressive or awe-inspiring. But, as I realized today, my blog is about me and my family, so if what we are doing is a tad mundane, well then so be it. You can deal with my fluctuations in excitement, right?

I know many of you right now are going, "Hey, wait a sec! You have a LOT going on right now. There's a whole lot of new stuff on your horizon!" You would be right about that, but apparently it's not the best idea to blog about soldiers right now. I have been asked to keep things on the DL while you-know-who is you-know-where. It's just a smart rule of thumb on the interwebs. Don't get me wrong, I WANT to blog about it. It's what's filling my mind with chaos right now. It's what makes me blankly stare out the window with large, Windows Impact font question marks over my head.

Suffice it to say I'm feeling less droll, increasingly tired and a little overwhelmed. On the flip side, I know that our family can do this. We will do it. I have no idea what it looks like to succeed in this journey yet, but God will show us. We aren't worried about failure or giving-up. This is just one chapter among many other chapters for our family. It's just a harder one. Right now it feels a lot like walking through sand. I start out each day with "I can do this!" and then it ends up feeling difficult to lift them out as they sink in with each step. I guess I'll just have a very well defined prayer muscle as I lift my feet out of the sand each day to walk the walk He planned for us.