We leave in the very early a.m. tomorrow.
We have a dear friend to tend the estate.
He has been recently blessed with employment at my husbands side.
30 years ago they once worked side by side.
Brothers and friends.
Amazingly he starts when we return.
It is so good to know that he is here for the life we leave behind as we are free to set off.
Small children await the day as they anticipate a journey.
The sensory issues faced them a bit.
I found sweet Dove asleep this morning
"IN HER CLOSET".
Change is a process when you have special needs darlings.
Slow transition called to wisdom to keep them home today.
Their little hands to fold the clothing to take.
Their little minds to process what is going on around them.
At their own pace they this day will prepare for a change, a different bed to sleep in.
They will anticipate sand on their toes and if that will feel nice or harsh, will the air be cold on skin or just right.
Noise and lights to consider as wisdom reminds me of my bag Of tools, tricks of the trade for this mother of special needs children.
Time to pause and reflect , watch for the next vision of action to take.
Made able for this task am I.
Not able alone or on my own.
"This is not my mother or this is not my father HELP!",
rehearsed into a jubilant force of power!
I will flow into the end of my day.
This day that like my land , no more belongs to me but to the Love of a Father.
All the rides have been viewed on U tube.
The preventives measured and readdressed.
Open for question, rehearsing the trip.
It is like taking it thrice or even more.
Once there then....calm can easily be restored if need be.
They have played it out before.
Oh, but this day...
This day is new.
This day has begun.
Oh the joy.
Oh what fun.
They are so happy.
They are doing their laundry HAPPILY!