"When your heart speaks, take good notes." - Judith Campbell
We have had words to describe the years past. 2008 was new. New home in Puerto Rico, new in marriage, new love when we found out we were pregnant with our first child. 2009 was selfless, we started to settle into our life together, giving and taking from each other in ways a married couple does. We became parents and learned what it was like to really live for someone else. We made sacrifices for the good of our growing family. 2010 was endure. We were given many faith building and sometimes crushing trails, we learned to endure this life and endure it well.
This year our word is
There is no way to hide from it so lets embrace it. After coming to terms with our life we knew that there was no where to go but up. This year we will learn to love each other in a more pure, more honest, and more Christ-like kind of way. Change is coming in the form of forgiveness, leaps of faith, and love languages.
We will see the changes of hubs starting his M.B.A. I am excited to see him in his element. The forever-student is getting straight A's so far! We miss the time he spends with us but it is for the betterment of our who family and life.
Change = growth. Our family will be growing this year though we don't know how yet. Pregnancy, foster care, adoption... whatever His will.
This year could quite possibly conclude with us living in an entirely different city or even state. New church family, new friends, new air to breathe. Yet again, through His will, we are still unsure.
Ryan's assessments came back- AUTISM FREE, BABY! He will still undergo speech therapy and who knows what else this year. Thank you to state aide we get to play lots of phone tag with developmental services. No one seems to be in a hurry to see us so I am taking that as a good thing. His future is bright ahead of him we are excited to see the path this year of change brings. This week he learned 4 new signs in 5 minutes.
We lived and we loved. We soaked up every windy, salty memory of this weekend. If I could bottle it up, it would sit in our window as a constant reminder that time outs are sometimes a very, very sweet thing.