Ahhh...I return.

I am home. In my humble abode, sitting in bed, trying to figure out what to write. It has been almost a month since I posted last and so much has happened. But it is almost so much that I don't know where to begin. So I don't think I will try. I will start fresh. With today. Maybe.

Tomorrow is Gracie's sixth birthday. SIX. She is about to start first grade!! Where did the time go? I simply cannot believe my baby is already six and that her sisters are fast on her tail. She is such a sweet girl (she has her moments of course, but mostly she is the easiest most precious child). It makes me tear up to think about all that she is to me. She is the baby after my first. She is the gift that Jesus made for me to turn my mourning into dancing. She is the one that always wants a hug. She is my helper. She is my sunshine.

I was four-wheeling with my Daddy in the mountains of Colorado when we ran across a waterfall that was simply divine. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at how the water tumbled down the rocky green earth and how flowers bloomed all around it. It was so...majestic. I wanted to burst out in praise to my Father who created such beauty (I am not the only one...I learned later that Gracie DID start singing praise to Jesus on the same trail!). He made that to show His love to ME. So that I can be reminded of how big He is, and how much He can do. And how He can handle all of my "issues". So that is where I am. I am laying down all of this stuff that I pick up on a daily basis and putting it right in His hands. I want Him to handle those things. Those stupid, little, everyday nuisances that I turn into major things. I am going to sit back, watch Him make waterfalls, and hold my girls. Because they are going to be out my arms way before I am ready for it!