Chad and I were talking about last Thanksgiving. We were on our way home to Florida when we got a phone call from our agency. Get your paperwork updated. We're going to try the Judge again. At this point we were emotionally, mentally, spiritually, and otherwise completely exhausted. Reluctantly, we called the doctor's office, our friend at the Sheriff's office to start the ball rolling on redoing everything once we arrived home. Ugh. Little did we know that this "try again" would actually be successful and we would be traveling in the new year.
This year, my how things have changed. I just sat and stared at not one, but two sons. One took two years to get home, the other two months. Trust me when I say that your heart knows no difference. It was surreal that both Jack and Charlie celebrated their first Thanksgiving together.
Tomorrow, we kick off the Christmas season. Shopping (most likely not) Decorating (Lord willing) and changing pace into somewhat of a frenzy (Definitely). But, just for today I am counting my blessings and thinking about what a difference a year makes! God is so good and I will never stop counting my blessings! Thank you blog friends for lifting us up in prayers and pulling us through. I am thankful for each one of you as well!