I shared in December that my sister, nephew, and her dog were staying with Daniel and I. What I haven't shared is that about a month and a half ago, they all moved out. The move was completely unexpected for us, and due to it's lack of warning, hit us like a ton of bricks. We felt sucker-punched, taken advantage of, disappointed, frustrated, and heart broken. We had hoped and prayed so much that her being with us would be the catalyst for positive change in her life. But, as we all know, change is very difficult and very scary. And it always seems easier to go back to what one knew. And that is what she chose to do.
We are still extremely hurt, frustrated, heart-broken, and worried -- even 6 weeks later.
But I have to keep reminding myself: her life is not my life to live. So I have let it go. And I keep letting it go every time these feelings come back.
If you are of the praying kind, I would like to ask that you continue to keep us in your prayers. For reasons I've shared and for the reasons I can't share because it isn't my story to tell.
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