A Gentle Reminder

I haven't really intended on most of my posts since starting to blog again to be of such a serious note, but this is where I am right now. And it is the real me. So here we go.

The pile of paperwork in the last post is a couple of sheets smaller. I got a few done, but the big autobiography is daunting. And articulating answers to "Tell some pleasant and unpleasant memories from your childhood" is not exactly an easy thing to do.  My goal is to do a question or two a night. It's not going well so far...

But I had a gentle reminder of my desire to do this on Friday night.  One of my favorite families is currently fostering. They already had a sweet boy (in addition to their own two sons.).  They felt like they might would be ready to take another placement. They said yes to their agency and on Friday came to our weekly Friday Night Fun dinner with an new little one. A sweet, beautiful 2 month old baby girl.  She started to get fussy and they let me get her out of her car seat and cuddle her. My. Heart. Melted.

I'm getting tears in my eyes right now when I think about this little baby. God has used her to remind me of why I have to fill out the pile of paperwork. Of why I have to go through all of my stuff to get rid of things to make room for a baby in this apartment. I'm ready. Ready to have one in my house who needs love. And a parent who knows things like, don't put baby food in a 2 month old's bottle. Heck, don't give two month old babies baby food at all.  A little munchkin to snuggle and love on.

Life would be so much easier to just continue as is. But it's time to be done with easy. It's time to walk these steps. And so I am thankful. Thankful for the gentle reminder of why this is where I am supposed to walk. And though the road may not be easy, He is faithful. And thankful for a little girl, who with her new foster family will get the care and attention she needs. And who will probably never know just how much she affected me. She will just know that Miss Joanna loves her. A Lot.