father's Day

We are in Florida visiting my parents, to celebrate my mother's birthday and help her prepare for knee replacement surgery next week. Brian blessed me by traveling down with us for the weekend. We haven't traveled together in a little while and it was just fun to spend some down time with him. He always strengthens me when family tensions creep up on me. It was a much better day than Mother's Day. I cried in church at a beautiful drama the kids did about needing Dads and somehow the pain of the wait for our adoptive kids didn't overwhelm me. The sermon was on how we wre to do all things without grumbling or complaining and it just got straight to my heart about how I am not being a light for Christ if I am constantly complaining about God allowing such a wait for our kids. Showed me a higher path of trust and relying on God's strength and acrually trusting his plan.
We had a lovely lunch after church, then hung out at my sister's house. Bri entertained the kids by teaching them reflex games and by ticking them mercilessly on the bed. He asked me later,"were your parents appalled at how rough I was being with the kids?" I told him, absolutely not, that's how dads should play with their kids. He even tossed around a basketball for a while before the kids got too hot.
The only difficult part of the day was thinking of my dear friend, Ginger, and knowing she is missing her husband. I cannot imagine how hard it is to have the entire community celebrating faters and to have the father of your children gone. Kept praying for her as I realized how much I actually rely on Brian. She was constantly on my mind and in my prayers.
Then we had to take Brian to the airport to send him back home. Time with him is always too short. But I am so thankful for this special weekend. We sang silly songs, talked about how we will have to build a whole new set of humor for our new kids as they totally won't understand the old stuff and I even got to hear him tell my grandpa that the next time we see him, we might have two more kids. It blessed me to hear him be so optimistic as realism is usually his strength. Tomorrow I will do some cooking for my mom and some playing with the kids. I am really looking forward to the playing part. We are making new friends down here that my sister knows who are fun to be with, so I think it will be a good week.