A Plan

We started off this week with Silas throwing up. A couple of days later, the dreaded virus hit me. And now, poor Sam came down with it at school. When I went to get Sam from school I said, "Baby, I'm so sorry you're sick. I wish so badly that I could take it away from you and be sick for you!" And I meant it!

Sam said, "Mom- I really don't want you to feel like this."

Precious. Oh- I love my boys! Silas wanted to talk to Sam and try and make him feel better. "Sam- it doesn't last too long. Don't worry. Me and Mommy will take care of you."

Sam- "Mom- could you please ask Silas to stop talking? It's making me feel worse."

Dearest.

Jeff and I filed for new passports today. Thank you for all of your suggestions on where to look. We looked in every place you thought of. I only hope they weren't put in the toilet, J-Wild. If that's the case, I guess we'd have to get new ones anyways. Jeff said today as we lamented about how incredibly stupid we felt for losing our passports, "Maybe....just maybe...God has a plan even in this. Maybe this has something to do with His timing in things." Maybe. Maybe it is part of a plan that we can't see right now.

God- May we see Your plan soon!!!