A whirlwind adoption

You probably saw the title and wanted to know why I would adopt instead of just reversing a surgery and having a baby myself. That's because we didn't adopt a baby. We caught a frog!

Meet Petite Gris (named after a cat I had as a kid). She was perched on our back patio screen door to catch bugs while Brock and I were playing scrabble. From the time I caught her and Brock helped me catch her I was elated. We wanted a pet (Sonya and I wanted a snake) but had met resistance... so imagine my elation when I got to keep her. Fast forward to yesterday. Imagine me walking into Petco with plans to get crickets and coming out with a 20 gallon aquarium, spagnum moss (that will end up on my orchids), and everything else for the aquarium except for branches. Guess what! God may have brought a tree-crushing thunderstorm that we got to clean up after, but He also brought the needed branches for the aquarium. Funny how that happens.

Sometimes while doing what one ought to do they will come across people or things in their life that could make their days richer and security in family more established. In my case it meant trusting that not everybody was as psychopathic as some in my past. It meant loving more than fearing those around me. Don't be so focused on the negative that you miss out on enriching relationships and special opportunities of enjoyment.

"You're beautiful because you know your own darkness, and still, that doesn't stop you from finding the light."