And you know how those Sunday blues are multiplied when you are coming home from vacation? The "Post-vacation Blues"?
Yes, the post-vacation blues mixed with the renewed reminder of my barren womb and the reality of our confused position hit me like a ton of bricks when we returned home on Saturday night. We were tired, cranky, and making the two-hour drive home from the airport, and I started quietly crying. I am scared of these next few months ahead, and I wished I could just go back to Washington DC and live in vacation mode for an indefinite amount of time.
The next morning we went to church, which was filled with more quiet crying. The Lord encouraged me there, and I look forward to sharing that with you a future post. But in the midst of that I felt raw and oh so broken. So, so broken. But I also can testify that we serve a loving God who meets us deeply in our brokenness.
Today is Valentine's Day. For the last couple of year's the day fell on a weekend, and DH & I spent the day together as an all-day date. However, since we just returned from vacation, we have work today, and our youth group Bible studies tonight, we're not really doing anything nor was I expecting anything.
But when I got in the car to drive to work this morning, this was sitting on my seat:
DH surprised me with a really sweet card. And, yes, I cried some happy tears.
Happy Valentine's Day to all of you!