It's so hard to go so long without hearing any good news. Fridays seem to be the worst. You know another week has gone by and it will be at least a few days before you hear anything again. It represents another week, which turns into another month, which turns into another year. We are fast aproaching our 4th Christmas without J here. He still has presents in his room that have been waiting on him from last year. I don't see how this is good.
Our file is still not out of MOJ. It's just a stamp for crying out loud. Stamp it already! So we're still not back to MOI, still not back to where we were 17 months ago. There are days that we wish we'd never walked down this road.
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I completely understand your last sentence in this post, Amy. Hang in there. I'm praying for you.
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