I find that as the days pass there is less and less to blog about...maybe it's just that I'm really tired most days when I finally find my way to the couch. And honestly, it's a lot more relaxing to just sit and chat with Jason then try to find words, that just don't seem to come.
When this journey first began day to day life was full of ups and downs; and now life is evening out. There aren't as many ups and downs daily, moment by moment...life is beginning to be dare I say it? Normal.
This past week was incredibly loooong...Jason and Camryn started back to school, which helped us find our routine again. We had a lot going on which makes for quick days, but for some reason this week just seemed to be moving in slow motion. I had a really busy week at work, it's almost finals so that means lots of work in my teaching world and even more work in my dean world with students being emotionally stressed out. Work continues to go well...after about 5 years of all sorts of working situations, this year finally feels settled for me. My heart feels connected and it feels as if I have allowed myself to settle in...don't feel like I'm waiting for it all to fall apart again.
Camryn had a good first week back at school. I had to call her teacher to ask for an extension form as Camryn will not be going to school this year...we knew this, but at the beginning of the year her doctors thought she maybe could. But, that's not to be...so we have to get all her forms filled out to continue her schooling through LAUSD. When I called her teacher and explained that Camryn would in fact finish out the school year with Carlson (her school), her teacher was so excited! She was thrilled that she would get to spend the rest of the year with Cam...my heart smiled.
I remember when all of this schooling stuff just ripped my heart in two...and I remember praying that the Lord would open doors for Camryn to have great teachers and just a wonderful situation. And you know what? School has been amazing for Camryn...her teachers are incredible blessings for which we are very thankful! Even though this time of year is hard with registration for school happening and such I found great comfort in the excitement of her teacher...
Oh I do so hope by September Camryn will get the green light to attend school and Wyatt too for that matter...but that's a hope I can't let get the best of me, it hurts and yet I'm hopeful.
We got to hang out with Jason's sister's family who were here visiting from Colorado...we had a great time! Camryn and Wyatt thoroughly enjoyed seeing James, Tori, and Jackson...and Auntie Heather and Uncle Nick too! We had a family dinner last Sunday and it was a lot of fun...lots of noise, lots of playing, and lots of family. It was a very special time...one that we cherish even more so because we were all there. They came by Tuesday to say "good - bye", Camryn was very sad...she still is. Oh how she misses her cousins...but she cannot wait until this summer when we road-trip-it to Colorado to visit!
Things are really good these days...oh I have my moments, but with February coming I am happy to say I'm doing well. February is always my dreaded month, but for the first time since I started hating February I am not as aware of all the hurt as I once was. Yes, it is still there. But, I guess in some ways I am beginning to reconcile it all or maybe just let it go. Either way my heart is healing in ways.
You need to know the cross is not just the starting line. It's the very centerpiece of your story with God. It's the place where the pain of "you will have trouble" meets the triumph of "I have defeated the world". ~ Pete Wilson, Plan B
And that is where my healing is found...
Trouble came, it's here, and to a degree it will continue to be. But, the cross is that which holds my story with God...the pain and the triumph. There is no doubt that pain is here, some days more than others, and thankfully less days than before. It hurts. But, the triumph...the beauty, the story, the peace, the calm, the redeeming love. Yes, even in the pain the triumph comes...
Some days are normal, some are painful...
But all are in triumph; holding dearly to the cross on which my Jesus died.



















