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For those of you unfamiliar with my current circumstances, let me catch you up. Since graduating from college in 1996, I have moved from Provo to Olympia, WA and back home to Chesapeake, VA. I have lived here for the past eight years. Greg, my husband, and I are the joyful parents of five unique and wonderful children. After 11 1/2 years of being a stay-at-home Mom, I ventured out in to the work place pursuing a love of all things computer. I had been working for over a year when my life changed suddenly and drastically.
Greg and I are very spiritual people. We believe in a loving Heavenly Father who guides us in this life to those choices that are best. We also believe He inspires us as to His will for our lives. Such inspiration came the beginning of April of 2008. After much fasting and earnest prayer, we petitioned to intervene in the custody of my brother's four young children. I won't include here the details of why this was necessary. It is sufficient to say it was the Lord's will. The petition was granted on April 30, 2008 and we were given sole custody of these children. I am now the exhausted stay-at-home mother of nine until the court says otherwise. The journey can be read in the slices below.

3.25.2008

Slowing Down


With spring break here and all the kiddies out of school, my husband took three days off to spend time as a family. A family PLUS one. We always gladly have some friend or another along with us. Yesterday we took a quick excursion to the local state park. We all had fun exploring the swamp and seeing sights we don't normally see. One of the best sights was my three year old's shoe floating in that swamp. Yes, my dear little one lost a shoe to the swamp monster. She was heart broken, but like all young children she quickly went back to checking all the tree holes within her short height and picking up every stick to use while walking. It was a simple, special outing for a family that lives to fast.
Happiness is. . . Slowing down to enjoy the simple things in life through the eyes of a child.
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