Today is the one year anniversary of my children and I arriving in America from New Zealand.
One year ago I was probably in bed, trying to sleep, with a baby that still don’t know what sleeping through the night meant.
I remember that first night and having my daughters wake up about 11:30pm or so, not sleepy anymore and quite hungry. We had a snack on the floor of the kitchen. My mom woke up at some point and joined us.
So we got through our first night, not knowing when we’d see Handsome again. Not knowing anything about our future, really. But it did feel a bit like a vacation because we were at Grandma’s house And Grandma’s house is always a vacation! We did all the American things that I’d been dying to do. Lots of shopping I’m sure. We did lots of swimming. And praying that Handsome would arrive soon!
Where are we now? We own our own home. Handsome has a job that he loves. We have a great church. We have made some friends are starting to develop deeper relationships. Precious has learned to read. Cutie is talking. Little Boy is walking (and sleeping through the night!). Many milestones.
Thank you, Lord, for your provisions for us. For guiding us to this place and putting us exactly where you wanted us to be.