Thanks for joining me for a little break at Coffee
Hour with Chicklit Power. I know, especially during this time of year,
taking a break is not always an easy thing to do! Grab your coffee and
come on in.
Some things got a little easier going into the third week. For
example, we were getting into some sort of a routine despite many arrows
from others who unknowingly brought chaos to the structure and
stability we were trying desperately to give little Bryden. But God is
so good and He provided great support with friends, and especially with
daycare. By this time, he had been with them for a little over six
months and not only did he love his “Shuzanne,” as he calls her, and
Donald, but he was totally attached to his two little playmates, their
two children, and he almost always embraced going off to play for the
day with them. Some mornings I would watch him walk to her car and
marvel at just how tough God had created him and how well he was
adapting.
And while there were a few cries for “daddy” that were answered with
reminders that he was at a big job, the most important job of his life,
there were many moments of giggles and playfulness. Unbeknownst to us,
God was using this little guy to bring out the child in both of us, to
get us to play again, laugh again despite the painful circumstance.
My heart smiles every time I rewind back to the early weeks and how
He used Bryden to ease my husband’s sorrow. Watching them play always
chased the sorrow away, pushed back all the questions of what-if, how,
why, and every other question that threatened to steal those happy
moments. Day by day, we were settling into our roles of Mama/Dada and
praying for the day when we would be able to be Nana/Papa again, and
yet, we were also realizing that in our new roles there would be
opportunities to be both; that God would redeem all that the locusts had
stolen.
And then a few weeks later, our Heavenly Father did just that when we
found out that our son would be changing jobs and going to a new job
that would allow for visitors!
Join me tomorrow for more moments and memories of this life-changing season and Nana Holds.
Evinda
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