Heaven
my idea of Heaven.
they call to report the ways that their Gran and their Great Gran has spoiled them (mostly clothing and school supplies) and spend their days in the yard running and causing random havoc.
their idea of Heaven.
the thought of having them away from me for so long broke my heart, and had me crying for the 24 since their departure, greiving their absence wanting to be safe and accepting that their lives was not in my hands for the time being.
I had to sharpen my faith...and accept that fact.
and once I did the most glorious thing happened.
...I slept like a baby...and woke up refreshed and ready to hear them on the phone without crying afterwards.
that's the point where I entered the pearly gates of my personal paradise...
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I feel you babygirl!
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