the little pieces.

today's joy is always tempered in me.

tempered with a heavy heart for those longing

to be mamas.  those who are mamas, but their little ones

are in heaven. those missing their own mothers.  the birth moms

all around the world.  and the children--oh my goodness, the children--

who just want someone of their own to call mommy.

extra prayers for each of you today.

today, it also added to my longing for our boys.

i know i should not have expectations, but for many reasons,

i feel like i did this time.  and the boys being home by mother's day

was actually an overshot estimate to me.  like--i really had reason to believe they'd

be home in april.  i had images of our family standing at the front of church today with

the other families that were dedicating their new babies to the Lord. i dreamt of this being the

weekend that our extended families met the boys as we celebrated that dedication.

i miss them. i cannot wait until they are home.

but, i will trust & serve & live & praise as we wait.

[i hope you can, too.  whatever you are waiting on.]