OK. So this miracle has been coming for a long time. It's been a year since Chrissy Probst first came and told Christi that she felt inspired that she (and whoever would help) needed to build us a home. From that first day I have experienced so many emotions. Excitement, humility, fear, joy, disappointment, hope, discouragement, gratitude, and many others. I have alternately felt like this was absolutely going to work and like there was no way it would happen. Even since last month at the groundbreaking I have been kind of numb. Like this just doesn't happen. Like this can't be real.
Something clicked today. We went up after the framers were done for the day. The basement is probably 75% framed in. It is really starting to look like a house. And it hit me. This is ours! We will be moving in less than four months. And it is big! It will fit our family so well. And yet, as Christi is so happy about, it doesn't feel TOO big. It is a fantastic size for our family. As we walked through this evening, I was filled with a no-caveat joy. I wasn't worried about any details. I didn't feel any guilt for being the recipient of such an unheard of gift. I was just absolutely thrilled for our family. Thrilled for our kids. I literally started jumping around and yelping like a kid on Christmas morning. I carried Cali through it and watched her eyes get big as I explained different rooms to her. I saw her get so excited as I showed her the elevator shaft. This is such an incredible thing that you are all helping with! Thank you. Thank you! THANK YOU!!!
Elli has lots of tricks. This was one of her better ones. We know this window was shut and the screen was in place when she went in the room. We think the window was locked. Go Elli! (Notice she is directly above the basement window well below...)
Cali is doing so well! 90% of the time she seems so comfortable and happy in her new surroundings and with her new family. But there are times when she clearly struggles with all the change. Tears may be shed. She may just seem down. Or she may actually show some frustration with something or someone. The other day she was in a sad mood. I asked her what she wanted, but she wouldn't answer. I pressed a little, really wanting to know if there was something I could do to help her. Someone I could talk to about something they were doing which hurt her. Finally she answered my question. The first time I didn't quite catch what she said, so I asked her to repeat it. She tearfully said, "I want to stand up."
Oh, Cali. Someday you will.
Once again, please know how grateful we are to everyone who is making her now so much more manageable with this beautiful new home.
PS. Graci had another trip to the ER on Sunday night. She is doing ok, but golly that poor girl has gone through a lot lately!