Seems that change is the only constant. My next scan WAS planned for June 7th. I was gearing up to be emotionally prepared for that day. I was feeling pretty good and ready to go. Then, what seemed like the last minute, my scans and doctor's appointment were rescheduled to THIS Friday. The "Let's Go!" feeling vanished and was replaced with a rock in my tummy. I needed a little time and space to cry and get it all out. The plan was to do all of that in my home. Obviously, that is the kind of thing to do IN. MY. HOME. Unfortunately, I don't get to control those emotions sometimes. They just come out when they come out. This past Sunday at church I went from smiling to "I have scans in FIVE days." I cried really hard at the desk in the preschool area. The only thing that makes it less embarrassing is that there were some babies also crying. Thank you friends of the Brook Hills Preschool Ministry for huggi...
"But let all who take refuge in you rejoice; let them ever sing for joy, and spread your protection over them, that those who love your name may exult in you." -Psalm 5:11