And just like that, with a single email, Mark's trip is a go. We've been back and forth since Friday, jerked between "you're going" and "you're not going." Honestly, even though I would love to have him here, it's nice to finally have a set answer. It's hard to prepare yourself for something when you don't know what to prepare for.
So thanks for the prayers that have been offered so far, please don't stop them.
Mark needs to finish a few jobs that he's trying to wrap up for people. And he desperately needs some down time before he has be working every day for 2 straight months (not like that's any different than what he's been doing, but still).
I need to place my thoughts on things that I know are true, and not give in to my fears or anxiety. And (as if on cue), when we found out that Mark is going it was like a light switch got flipped in Roscoe and he started being fussy. Yes, that could be coincidental. But he was being so good the past few days. Can't we just keep that up, until....you know... April or something?
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