After the boy's well visits today-both are doing awesome and are both in the 75% for height/weight. We don't grow em' little here-I took them by Daniel's spot. His marker is supposed to be placed any day now and I've been anxious to see it completed. I know they'll call me when it's done because they are so sweet like that, but I can't help to go and see for myself. On the off chance I catch it before they call me. As I was pulling up, another car was as well. We both met on the grass and head nodded to one another. I guess that's cemetery etiquette. I don't really know; still kind of new to it all. It was slightly awkward to see others there because it's generally a quiet place. I know his "neighbors" have loved ones visit because there spots are kept up nicely, it's just weird to see them in person. After the obligatory "Daniel's police car" through the dirt drive per Jake, we started heading back. I wasn't really there to spend time reflecting so it was a quick visit. On the way to the car, the other visitor was leaving too and happened to ask if we were visiting a father or a grandfather. Nope. I said, "No, my son."
For, like, 30 seconds. His mouth dropped and he stopped dead (no pun intended. Actually, that's kind of a lame joke. Moving on.) in his tracks to stare at me. By then my eyes were misting over with tears and all I could think was, "Yeah, I know. It's not supposed to be like this. But it is." He recovered and said he was so sorry and I think I mumbled thank you but by that time I really just wanted to get Jake in the car and drive away.
Thankfully, I got wonderful news on the way home. Our contract for the house was officially approved and we can get outta here! Praising God for hearing my prayers and giving me patience to wait...and wait...and wait for the approval. I know this is the absolute best move for us because this time I listened with my heart and not my head, and I am so praying our hearts can be healed more without the constant reminder of our steps through the house that day. Loving the huge weight being lifted off my chest tonight.
Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.
(My verse I've leaned on a ton this past week. See? God does provide even in the hardest of circumstances)