I am at my dad's house waiting on him to fry some fish for dinner.
Last night I had another dream about a baby girl.
I had a similar dream to this before, maybe a few times.
I dreamed that I was holding her and kissing her like I used to kiss Elijah...and in the dream I knew it was the way I used to kiss Elijah.
Anyways, dreams can send me into the worst funks sometimes...
Like yesterday I was super thankful and pretty happy with the way things are going...and today I am missing Florida and the neighborhoods I would walk through, Levi and the kids' gym and my hiking trails.
I know that I am blessed to have all the good things we have here, please don't get me wrong...
I think it was just this dream that put me back, and then as I was unpacking bags of clothes this afternoon I found one of Elijah's blankets and it just triggered every emotion imaginable.
I don't know....just continue to pray for me please, because today has been a difficult one.
Anyways, I wanted to blog while I was here so when I get back I can get the kids bathed and into bed on time.
We are going to start a new "rhythm" tomorrow (that is routine for all you non unschoolers out there.)
We are taking a trip to Florida in a few weeks, maybe it will cure my "homesickness."
Time to eat.
Just keep praying. Pray for our world. Pray for my family. Pray for me. And always always pray for my sweet Elijah.
I don't know what these dreams mean.
Have you made a new friend?
I am not complaining.
In the dreams I am happy to hold a baby,
and in real life I think I would probably have a complete melt down if I were to hold one.
It almost makes me happy.
I just miss you so much.
I love you more.
Always.
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