I have quit fighting.

And discovered that me fighting through things may be a big part of the problem. Since I quit fighting to figure everything out and have started being patient, waiting - on God, my husband, my children - things are happening around me. Blessing falling down around me. A church family where all my boys are happy and we seem to fit. A foster/adopt ministry that found us that fits us and our hearts perfectly, and friends to get trained with. Flowers. Helpful boys. A friend coming to shovel snow for me tomorrow so I don't get sicker. So thankful. So very thankful. And tired from fighting for far too long. Surrender. Big white flag (or blanket of snow in this case.) :o)