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I think maybe...

...my post from yesterday may have been slightly misconstrued. I never meant that people don't care about our situation. That wasn't the point I was trying to make at all. What I meant to say is that the world, life in general, goes on without you - whether you're ready or prepared to handle it or not. There's a lot on the DrummerFamily (and DrummerExtendedFamily) plates right now, and the world doesn't really care - it's going to keep throwing stuff at us, and we have to just suck it up, and try to carry on.

So, it's Friday. It's technically a holiday weekend, even though the holiday doesn't come until Tuesday. We're going camping with the DrummerParents, and some other family. It should be a nice, relaxing weekend.

Sunday we've got a going-away party for some friends who are moving to Texas, Monday is our first meeting with the perinatologist to discuss the possibility, and tactics we can employ to increase the possibility, of having other children in the future.

Then, Monday night, we're going out to the DrummerIn-Laws for the 4th, and then we're home Tuesday night. Should be a fun, busy couple of days, no?

Comments

Anonymous said…
I hope you have a relaxing weekend and are able to recharge your batteries A littke.I'll be praying for you that your apt on Monday with the perinatologist goes well.

Love,
Sara
Anonymous said…
I knew what you meant . . . life does just keep happening no matter what we are dealing with. I think these things go in spurts with each and every family in this world. We will never forget and are hurting right along with you!!! I stopped in for a visit with Aaron on Sunday and said a prayer for him and you guys! We love you guys and will NEVER forget or quit thinking and caring about you guys . . . .hang in there and keep you chins up.

Love you,
Tracey

P.S. We are praying for you for your appt. on Monday.
Anonymous said…
I think the best way to put it is a baseball term. You just hit 'em where they're pitched. Don't try to do anything special with 'em, just hit 'em. God's the pitcher. He'll influence where you hit it.

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