Words are not coming to me very easily right now. I wanted to post about this so I don’t ever forget where we have come from and how strong our family is. I want to remember these days vividly so I can count my blessings over and over when we are out of this situation.
We have 3 weeks (21 days) to move and have no where to go. We have a few places but all of them have a few obstacles we need to overcome first… one isn’t available until Aug 15th, one doesn’t allow pets, and one is owned by a shady, incompetent company that won’t return our phone calls. There isn’t much else on the rental market that can home 7 people that is within our price range. We get so close and then the rug gets yanked out from underneath us. My kids are stressed, my husband is exhausted and I am trying not to cry in front of them all. I am angry. I am really angry.
Do we create this drama? Do we not work hard enough? Why is this happening?Where are you my loving God?
I know.. for a fact… that this will work out. Something will work out because it has to. I still have faith that God has a plan but I am upset and angry right now that I don’t know that plan. I am angry that others are able to enjoy their summer and we are hanging on by a thread.
And the new feeding clinic will not call me. I have called and called to get Gabi scheduled for an evaluation but they haven’t reviewed her files yet. They are supposed to call me… I need something to move forward…
It’s a tough day.