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In process.

I'm checking in... writing from a brain that is exhausted, but full.

This past time has been good... good to take a breather. And good to have the time away to work through the grieving process over Charlie's death. I'm still on a journey, I can tell. God is good.

I think since Charlie died, I have this greater awareness of the time. How we use time. Whether we're investing the hours and minutes of the day in a way that best honors God.

I know I don't, much of the time.

Charlie did. He was passionate. And purposeful.

I don't feel particularly passionate lately. And I want to.

So I'm praying about passion. And direction. And discipline.

I don't want to settle.


Speaking of passion, I got new pictures of Tejan this week. No more news as far as his arrival date, which is hard. I'm so ready to get to know this little boy. God has opened my heart wide for him.


Time to get ready for work.
Have a great weekend, friends.

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  1. Hi Cathy,

    This is Ashley, one of your Apropos students! I just wanted to write a quick note to welcome you back to blogland. I use to read your blog all the time and then we changed computers and I didn't transfer your address over to the new one. I tried a few times to find it and I couldn't.

    I am currently in the hosptial (since Feb 1st) with pre-term labor stuff. Oh yeah, I'm expecting! Anyway, I have been doing a lot of blogging and had my husband dig out the old laptop and search for your address! I love to read your blog. I have started my own to chronicle my bedrest journey: www.bedrestboutique.com

    Your tribute to Charlie was amazing. So sorry to hear about your loss.

    Ashley

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