i have always loved that this word has no vowels. it's almost like it embodies its meaning a bit when i think of its role in our life. consistency, somewhat predictable - and for me, safety.
that's almost where i feel we are heading now, to a sort of rhythm in our daily routine - not that every day's schedule is the same because it sure is not. but just the decreasing shock i feel in the mornings, the simple knowing that Isaiah is really with us. at least for now.
getting called from the auditorium screen in church to come get the little guy who has been asked to leave for the day due to "flailing about" and "not listening" was definitely disheartening (and may have led me to tears), but just like poopie in the pants every now and again, it's all becoming part of that rhythm.
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