Good writing is supposed to evoke sensation in the reader - not the fact that it is raining, but the feeling of being rained upon. - E. L. Doctorow
How do I describe to you how I feel? I never realized how parched I was. I didn't realize that my soul felt dry and fragile. I was happy. I was wishing, but content. I had Sugar Daddy and Thom. Things were okay.
But now it is raining. And my soul is soaking up each new day with a thirst like no other.
We got a video of the baby's heartbeat yesterday. She is nestled, safe in her loving mother's care until she ready to come to our waiting arms.
I am going to spend the weekend with family. Tomorrow we girls will make art all day until we are dizzy. We will talk about life and new babies and how the Lord works in mysterious ways.
I'll meet you back here on Monday.
Ben: Thom you will have so many things to teach your little sister when she comes.
Thom: (Thoughtful for a little bit) Dad, I'm gunna need a chalkboard.