I have much to share. It is set. On December 27th, we will be in Houston. We have the green light to proceed with the transplant. His lab results from yesterday came back today and it looks great. Everything is NORMAL. My little boy is healthy, again. It’s been a long 2 1/2 months. I have been busy calling around and communicating with different people to figure out how we are going to relocate. And I must admit, God has been gracious to pave the way. Nothing is confirmed yet, but He has connected us with good people who are trying very hard to help us out. I trust that everything will work out. On an emotional note, it’s hard to grapple with the idea that we are leaving in less than 3 weeks. I have been sentimental and sappy. I like my home and so do my kids. I don’t want to leave the comforts of my home to live somewhere else. I wonder and worry about how Claire’s going to adjust. She doesn’t handle changes very well. She likes routine and predictability. And I fast-forward and think about the emotion-filled homecoming we’ll have next summer, to come back to our home. As I dread and fret about the inconvenience and the pain we have to endure, I lose sight of the big picture. But I was reminded once again. This time it was through another blog post. Very powerful and true. I wept again. I hope you are blessed reading this:
May I see a glimpse of His glory in Timothy, His creation, His son.