So, our 72 hour time frame has been delayed a bit. I figured it would happen because, well, c'mon, there was no way our lawyer would be up to getting things done at 6:00 in the morning. However, I was thinking that the signing of the papers would happen mid-morning then... once again, I figured wrong. They're shooting for Miss B and Mr. C to sign around 3, so "hopefully" we'll be ready to come home around 4.
"Hopefully" is the key word here because with just a change of mind, Gabriel may never come home. And its that thought that seems to haunt my every thought. Today as I prepared our home for the arrival of Gabe, I realized that all of our preparations may be for nothing. But I am holding on to hope: hope that Miss B won't change her mind, hope that I'll be able to be Gabriel's Mama. But the hope I'm struggling to find with this I'm searching for in God. "But now, Lord, what do I look for? My hope is in you."Psalm 39:7. So as I struggle to survive these next 24 hours, I'm going to keep hanging onto hope, the hope I've found in Him.
Be strong and take heart, all you who hope in the LORD.Psalm 1:24. I have so much hope in the Lord, I'm just having a difficult time being strong. Praying tonight will be our last Gabriel free night, that tomorrow we will be a family of 3.
Love & Blessings, Meredith