08/23/2026
Waiting is weird.
Especially when you know something big is on the other side of it.
Right now, Joey and I are waiting for our foster home reapproval. We’ve done what we can do, and now there’s this strange in-between space where life looks mostly normal… but we know it could change very quickly.
There may be little people out there right now who will eventually sleep in the bedrooms we’ve prepared.
We don't know their names yet.
We don't know when we'll meet them.
We don't know what our family will look like a few months from now.
And that is a pretty humbling thought. ❤️
So for now, we wait.
We hope.
We pray.
We prepare.
And we trust that the next chapter will begin when it’s supposed to.
Funny how an author can spend her life writing endings and beginnings and still have absolutely no idea what happens on the next page of her own story.
Here’s to whatever comes next. ❤️