We are sitting in Denver (well, Taeya is sound asleep) waiting for in inevitable, not wanting it to come. I vacillate between trusting God and a fear that grips my heart like none I've ever known. I so want to believe in something good... something great. But "what ifs" seem to consume every attempt to trust and play the doom and gloom of the very real reality of these days set before us.
I don't know how to get through this. I don't know what I'll do if I lose her. Taeya is oblivious. In many was I wish I were the same.
Please pray for us for tomorrow as Taeya has a sedated ECHO at 9:30 a.m.
hugs Linda!
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