Things with Charlie are getting better little by little, but we're not out the woods for this round of gluten-boy yet. I'm getting sick and it isn't helping that Dolie is now gone 6 hours a day. I'm happy to only have one job right now, at least until March 9th. This week has been a month long already and there's still so much of it left.
I have so many things I need to do, but none of them come anywhere near as important as getting Charlie through this. Still, they build in my mind and add so much stress. And some of them are pretty important--like getting this latest Medicaid snafu worked out so that he can resume therapies and get his speech testing done.
The girls have gotten back into the swing of school, but Dixie's happy face reports have turned to straight lines and are now starting to droop on the sides. I know she needs some more attention right now. I just can't seem to get it aimed her way.
Several classes and discussions I've had lately have me thinking about how to get through these times not just surviving but thriving. How to reflect God's grace and strength in all circumstances and not wallow and grumble.
I'm grumbly. I fully admit that one. But I keep picking up one foot to put it in front of the other.
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I don't know if this helps at all, but your ability to put one foot in front of the other often inspires me to do the same under circumstances not nearly as trying as yours.
Thank you Deb. It does.
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