As a special needs family, we don’t make changes lightly. Change is scary and so hard for our little ones. Not only that, once the change is accepted, going backwards is not an easy thing to do. There is yes and there is no, there is no in between. No maybes.
When we decided as parents to buy a forever home, we waited until we found one that would be perfect for our family before we decided to tell the kids. It was a HARD adjustment for them to comprehend in so many different ways. We have been where we are for their whole lives.
Then, once the questions, concerns, and fears stopped. The excitement settled in. They walked the house with us. They played on the carpet, laid on the floor in their rooms, and ran through their yard. They even decided where the bird feeder would hang, the bird feeder that we don’t own but need because of the perfect tree.
As we’ve been going through this process, as parents, it’s seemed to be one bump after another. Every time we get past one hurdle in the road, another one arises. We have a village, a small one, but a village nonetheless. Our village has come together to help support us, some emotionally, some financially, and most importantly some spiritually.
Through this process, we have done our very best “Not” to put God in a box. We know that if this is the forever home He has for us, one way or another it’ll all work out. At this point our kids are overjoyed to move into their new home. They are counting down until closing, as to them on the 18th the home will be theirs. They have no doubts, no fears, just joy.
“Did you know there are only FIVE days until we get to move into our forever home.” That’s the first thing we were told this morning when the kids woke up.
As we go through this final bit of negotiations I ask that you pray with us for God’s will to be done and for our family to have peace, no matter what the outcome may be. No matter the outcome and the challenges that come with it, we know one thing to be true. God is in our story, and we will praise Him no matter what.
