Our LOA came last Monday. I wasn’t expecting it for a few more weeks so it totally caught me off guard. Most parents at this point get excited, do this thing called the happy dance or scream from the rooftops that their LOA came. Not me. I just sat there. Sat there looking at the computer monitor and the email subject that read: “Your LOA has arrived!”
Dan and I work together and even share an office together. For the most part it works for us. I love having him around and on days when he is out making sales calls I get a little lonely. Last Monday was one of those days I was glad we work together.
I called him over and pointed to the email subject on the computer screen. I opened the email and we read it silently.
After we had read it he asked me, “you ready for all this?” I answered with, “I’m scared.”
I really am starting to get a scared, nervous and freaked out. Did we hear God right? Two at once….what were we thinking? Are we really going to be able to handle it? Are we too old and out of shape? Life is really good right now with the girls, should we have just left it alone? I could go on and on and I'm sure if you were to ask Dan he would say that I have a time or two since last week.
As scared, nervous and freaked out as I am—I find that I have moments of excitement for what God has in store for us. Being able to hear Mason’s voice for the first time or being able to hold Reagan’s hand. Watching my girls interact with their younger siblings, Dan being dad to his first son and having one more daddy’s girl in his world.
So yeah, our LOA arrived.
