I've spent a lot of time lately thinking about where Julianne will end up next school year. We are considering a lot of different things, and I have not yet been able to decide on what to do. I pray all the time for God to show me a sign, give me a clue, or guide me in the direction that I should be going with this. I'm still waiting. But I am confident that she will end up where she should be.
So, this may not be a sign...but maybe it was a clue. As you know, I struggle with worry about Julianne being able to read someday...and in the long run, take care of herself as a grown person. I am told I worry about too many things, and that I worry to much, and that I am going to worry myself into the ground. Sorry folks, it's what I do. So, as of late, I have really been thinking about what Julianne is capable of and what (and who) she will become as an adult.
A pretty cool thing happened. As I was walking into my living room from my kitchen, something caught my eye. It was on my mantle. It had been there for God knows how long, but I'd never even noticed. I have pictures on my mantle. I also have little knick knack things too. Well....this is what I happened to *SEE* ...
So, Dear God....I got your message...and thank you.