Its 5.30 am I have been up for about an hour, I seem to wake each morning at this time and just sit .I found some adoption blogs but most are American and they have the most beautiful Christian music, a very familier sound to me having grown up with it. The sweet promises...like Jesus knows my name, he sees every tear is so comforting but then i think about all that I have read and thought about theism and the realisation that we are here today and gone tomorow and that I am not special, that is just the ego me. Which side of the coin is it ? Can there be a balance ?
Ay the intersaction where Willow was killed there is a large puddle of blood, I am praying that it will rain soon and wash this away.
A sweet closeness prevails at home,between us four. We seem to hug more and sit on the couch all a little closer as we draw comfort from each other.
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