Then, reality set in.
I cannot begin to tell you about all the activities that came up during that first week. A forgotten field trip. A church trick-or-treat alternative party. Two doctors' appointments. Homeschool co-op. Not to mention all the other activities my children participate in. My husband would call me to see how things were going and I would just tear up.
God was so good in sending so many people with food. I didn't even have to ask. He knew that I needed that extra help. I just had to warm things up and feed my children. That helped me so much!
There are times when everything comes at me like a tidal wave of activity. This was one of those times. Oh, the stories that I could tell...
But, today... my husband is coming back!
Thank You, Lord!