So, the local case worker made her visit. (She’s awesome, by the way.) She didn’t know why the process was taking so long. She thought that she had read something about them planning to finalize on November 23rd. She said that she’d be back next month.
Then Patrick said “I always wondered why you didn’t have children of your own.”
I had heard that expression and been asked that question, but never had it hit so close to home. And, never had it been more important to answer the right way. I responded with “I do. You are all my own.”
Now I realize that it was silly to be afraid that my life would always be chaotic, unsteady, and noisy. I’d be better off just accepting it. It was all of those things before Patrick and it will continue to be all of those things, just a little more so. I like a challenge, anyway. I mean, my blogs would be pretty boring if I had time to think things out in my head. ;) I’d end up writing about clothes and shoes, if I had time to think about them or extra money to shop for them.