Last night Sam and I had a really sweet conversation. Before bed we were talking about his day and what he wanted for his birthday and some other stuff. I just love hearing him talk these days because his vocabulary is unbelievable and you never know what he is going to say. Well last night he said, "I love you mom" and I responded that I loved him too. He then said, "God loves me, God loves Emma, and God loves Chloe". His train of thought then shifted and he said, "Mom I sure hope Chloe is coming home soon. She is sad." So we talked about Chloe for a few minutes. He then wanted me to tell him again about his story on the airplane, which is the story about him coming from Korea and us meeting him at the airport and just loving him and hugging him. He then wanted to hear about Emma coming to live with us and of course he had some pretty cute additions to the story. We were just about to fall asleep and he hugged my arm and he said, "Mom, I am so glad I live in your house." Of course I started crying. Well we are about to head out for the day so I better get off the computer. Have a good weekend.
Monday, February 3, 2025
Oh, hey. Just dropping in to unload the million thoughts going on in my head. I know it's been awhile and once again I am writing this from my phone, so please excuse any mistakes. I am wearing my reading glasses since the last time I posted so maybe writing from my phone won't be as bad as it usually is. I'm a little bit of a mess these days and I am entering the time of the year that is the hardest on me emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. These next few months are filled with dates that broke me. There are dates the next few months that take me back to the darkest days I have experienced. I enter this fight with the demons that seemed to have attached themselves to me 22 years ago. Praise Jesus, He gave me victory from those demons, but this time of year they like to rear their ugly heads and I struggle. Cancer gave me so many wonderful people and experiences that would not be part of who I am now. But cancer and the trauma that followed ...
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