Looking back I can see some of the ways God was preparing me for having a special needs kid. The last few years of trying to decide how to grow our family have been filled with twists and turns, false starts and big surprises. Now I see that was all part of the journey to where we are now.
Some might even say that my personality prepared me for little N. (Please don’t think I’m saying that is the cause for this child.) But let’s face it, I was born prepared. I’m my father’s daughter. I have a strategy and a plan and a way to stay organized and responsible in case of any scenario…except this one.
So prepared, responsible, strategic little me is going to take a nice, long break. It’s going to be hard. Having fun is a discipline for me in ways that cleaning out the closet is for others. I’m going to the beach with my boys. All three of them for a little while. Then my husband is going to come home and faithfully work leaving us in the care of my parents.
I’m both excited and terrified. Thrilled to have the time away from the doctors and therapists but fearful that we’ll find ourselves learning the ropes at MUSC Children’s Hospital in Charleston.
Everything is packed in the car or put away at home. I’m leaving the papers behind. (Except for a folder two inches thick that has every single one of N’s medical records on the off chance he does get admitted. Y’all can pray against that if you’d like!)
We’re going to take little N out of the state for the very first time.
So I’m prepared.
But are we ever really prepared?
“I will give you hidden treasures,
riches stored in secret places,
so that you may know that I am the Lord,
the God of Israel,
who summons you by name.”
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