Tori's Stories

I’ve written many blogs in my head and even began some on paper lately.   But putting my thoughts into words has been hard lately. Instead, tonight I was reminded of something else that needs shared. The happy moments. The moments that make me smile more than I have all day. The moments that make everything worth it. The moments that remind me why I do what I do. Sometimes bedtimes are really rough. I might get scratched in the face or my glasses might be on the verge of breaking for the 20 th time that day. Many times my hair gets pulled or I get bit. Other times, like tonight as I sang bedtime songs we have a moment of calm. I was holding one of my children who often does all of the above and she began to sing along. Hearing her sing about Jesus’ love instead of what happens on other nights, makes it all worth it. When we don’t know if a child will ever smile and she laughs at 2 years old, it makes it all worth it. When I see a picture of one of my chil...

Sweet Wadley, September 12, 2015. Your 5 th birthday and the day you got to run into Jesus’ arms. It wasn’t supposed to go the way it did. We were praying hard for your forever family to find you. We had plans for a beautiful cake and a party on Monday. Instead you got a much better birthday than we could ever have done and a much better family than we ever could have imagined. I miss your cuddles, the way your arms would fall around my neck when I picked you up and held you just so. I miss hanging out under the mango tree with you, reading, cuddling, and just talking about what was going on around us. I miss comforting you when you weren’t feeling well. I miss greeting you each morning and every time I walk in the door. I miss rubbing your head and kissing you on the cheek as I leave the house. I miss helping you do motions to songs in school. I miss helping you practice sitting up. I miss helping you color, shake an instrument, or discover a n...