Thankful?
Thankful? I think a LOT. Every second I am here, there seems to be something new to think about and question. These questions can be anything from, “What will I feed the boys for breakfast?” to “Is this really what’s best for these kids?” If I were to unpack the last 2 weeks, I don’t think this post would ever end. We have shared amazing memories with our boys, struggled to get food, learned how to communicate better, fought endless fires, and rested somewhere in between. The longer I am here, the more normal all of this seems. I can truly say that I am used to this life now. I know exactly how long it takes the boys to complete their chores in the morning. I know what my limits are with cooking and when I have time to try something new in the kitchen. I know how to communicate in different ways with each one of my boys, and I know when my body wants a break. With all of this comes comfort. Comfort in a place like this is something I have been waiting to attain. Now that I have i