We have had a banner week, thanks to the fasting and prayers of many family members last weekend, and a terrific teacher. Will and I walk to school early each morning, where his teacher is waiting on the field to play football with him until school starts. I leave, and Will lets me.
Today, Will barely said goodbye to me as he ran to the playground. And every morning, for the five full minutes it takes me to walk home, I hold back tears of joy as I converse with Heaven in gratitude. God loves me. He loves my son. Life is good.
