Admittedly, the past few days have been very rough. Last night was the first sleep I've had in days, and that was more passing out from exhaustion than actually a resting sleep. With three kids and myself suffering from a horrible norovirus (is it possible for it to have mutated into some super virus?!) I've done little more than curl into a ball and stare into the distance, while praying I wouldn't need to run to the bathroom-- or that my children wouldn't need me to clean them up if they didn't make it to the bathroom (shout out to buckets!). πππ Honestly, if it weren't for my dear friend, Rachal, whose family has taken us in while we wade through this transition to a new life in NoVA, I would be in a really sad state. She cared for not just me, but all three of my sick children, while simultaneously taking care of pressing personal matters. She did it without complaint, and with a heart I'm so grateful for. πππ My family is so blessed to have friends who are willing to let us uproot their lives in such a dramatic fashion. β€ #wellofaith #livingtruth #life #whoneedssleep #NoVAorbust #NoVA2017
