These two girls came. Lewis was sick for the first 3 days then worked for the next 13 days. It was so hard. I thought many times, maybe I should not be doing this. God, called the wrong person. Then, almost every time I thought these thoughts the door bell would ring with another church woman bringing a meal or diapers or clothes. I have found a wonderful friend now, that has done so much for me that I could never repay her. I just have to pay it forward.
I am super disappointed in our family members. Parents not calling to check on us. Not coming to see our new babies. Almost nothing. Sure there has been a text here and there. But no REAL concern about how we are doing. How our kids are doing? How the girls are doing? No real concern at all with us. I don't believe anyone in our family even thinks we should be doing this. But, at this point we just don't care. They are all showing us how NOT to be when we are grandparents. If my son or daughter said to me mom, I am feeling God leading me to do something, something so good as to foster or adopt children. I would pray with them. I would tell them trust your heart. I would ask is there something I can do to help. I would never leave them.
BUT enough about that, God has sent one friend that has really stepped up and helped any way we have asked. We feel the love from this person, Gods love through this person and I am forever grateful. She stands alone. I wish I could tell her how much this has truly meant to me. I wish I was a better friend. I wish I could think outside of myself and these 6 kids to do more for her. I wish there as a way to show her just how much her just being there every time we have needed her. NOT, only when we ask but asking us, volunteering her time. I have never had someone care this much for me, well besides Lewis. I have been blessed by her so much.