Background Slice

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.

8.16.2008

The High Road

Sometimes you just want to fight back - forget the other cheek thing and just throw a punch, yell and scream, call people names. And most times this feeling comes on when someone you love is the one being hurt. But. . . you don't. You've been taught better. You know better. You want to be better. I'm not used to having this feeling. There haven't been many times in my life when my loved ones and I have been offended and hurt. Today our property was defaced and our beliefs insulted. We suspect, we have no proof, so we do not accuse. It is so hard. So very hard. But in the end, I have nine little people more precious than a car. And I must set the exmaple for them - they are watching closely. I will try to be better, I will try to b strong, and I will walk the high road.

Happiness is. . . found even now.
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