First I want to take a minute and thank Bryan and Stephanie. God gave us some really incredible friends who will no doubt be friends for a very long time... Casey, Jo, Justin, Shelley, and so many more. We are grateful for everyone one of you. But I want to really thank Bryan and Stephanie. I remember our first visit with the Tillerys in their condo. Their dog, Sophie, was so timid and shy. But I just remember talking and talking and just feeling so encouraged by our first 'date.' We quickly became friends and enjoyed many outings together as well as time with our small group. But more than the everyday outings, I really valued the fact that they made time to visit us in Morgantown, WV during our first summer after the move. We had only known one another less year. But they got to see where we grew up, where we met, where we went to school. They were able to see a special piece of what made us who we are. And we were able to do the same with them in Jackson, TN. It was kind of scary at times, knowing we were making these lasting friends, only to eventually have to leave. Stephanie has always been there for me in every way. I don't know what I would have done had I not had her the day I was loading the moving truck. There's no way I could have done it by myself. It was a hard time emotionally anyway, but Stephanie was my rock. And now that my parents have moved to Bowling Green, Bryan and Stephanie not only helped Mom and Dad move in the big things... they welcomed them with homemade cookies. I am so grateful for Bryan and Stephanie and hope that someday, I can return the many favors. But the move has proved to be just a minor hurdle. Stephanie and I continued to talk often, although not often enough. Its good knowing that it'll take much more than 573 miles to come between our friendship. Thank you Bryan and Stephanie. We love you. (And cannot wait to see you in 3 days!!!!!!)
On a less positive note, I sat in on a couple of Child Abuse and Neglect court hearings today. They were all followup hearings and they both pertained to older children. But it was definitely good to get a glimpse of the court. The one birth mother who was there was, well what I'd expect in someone in her situation. After the hearing, she was arguing with her attorney, then headed for the elevator. I quickly decided to take the stairs. Not because I felt I was too good to ride an elevator with her, but because if I was trapped in an elevator... I wouldn't want to be trapped with her. But as I said, I think I'll feel more comfortable when it is our foster child's hearings, knowing I've seen the court room, seen the judge, and got a feel for the dialogue and structure of the hearing.
The weather is -1 and continuing to drop. Tomorrow's high temp... about the same as right now. Brrrrr!
(To the Tillerys and Scruggs... be prepared to bundle up!!!!)
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