Goodbye was hard

I'm gonna miss them a whole lot. As excited as we all are about this trip, about finally meeting Tess and bringing her home, saying goodbye was hard. Seventeen days away is a long time for this Mama who worries. I know they are in good hands and will be loved and well taken care of. But... being so far away makes me nervous, and missing two of their birthdays makes me sad.

Thankfully my husband is my rock. He does not worry or get anxious. Frankly sometimes this can be quite baffling. For instance, the other night I was telling him I'm sure I won't be able to sleep on Saturday night. And all day Sunday I'll be a mess waiting to meet her. Seriously who picked 4pm for our meeting time? Nick on the other hand is not preoccupied with this. He said he's thought about how it might go down once, and maybe he'll think it over one more time just to reaffirm what he thought the first time. What??? That's my husband, the man is solid. So I will lean on him, and to the promises made by a loving God.

For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11