Reunited and it feels so good (day 39)

That totally applies to this family and this weekend. For 47 nights these girls have slept without the other. For 47 days these two have played without the other and for the 47 long days that they lived without the other they never ceased to ask for their sister. Chad and I have shared a bed only once in all that time and frankly, families of 4 should be together more than what we have handled lately...but progress is being made and I will take it.

Once they saw each other the girls spent the weekend playing baby dolls, coloring and eating. Always lots of eating in this place. Piper wants to do anything and everything that Linley does and Linley was the ever patient big sister...basically all Chad and I did this weekend was watch them. And smiled. Cried quietly and discreetly. Held hands and rejoiced that the girls ever got to be reunited.

Because Piper continues to be on a modified isolation, we were very limited in what we could do beyond the 4 walls of this apartment. She is required to wear a mask every time she leaves the room and she cannot be around groups of people anyways. We took a walk but couldn't stop to eat because that would require Piper to take her mask off outside to snack and it's much too early for all that. So we loaded the girls up and a pile of yummys and packed into the car and took a picnic drive...you must know that Atlanta has some amazing little areas. Music on, masks off and giggling girls whom chose often to just reach over and hold hands...melt this heart.

While Chad and I were beyond grateful to be together as a family of four we eagerly took my parents up on their offer to watch the girls while we went out for dinner. Right around the corner from the Ronald McDonald House is a cute little area with restaurants and coffee shops and even a Barnes and Nobles...so Chad and I much enjoyed a dinner out, followed by picking up some diapers just so we didn't forget what we really love and live for.

I am thankful. So very thankful. I find myself often just plain thanking God for His goodness...though I lack the correct way to beg and ask Him for my daughters life. My prayers are made up of pleas for His mercy. They are filled with an ache for Gods grace and though I cannot yet bring myself to desire His will without my own recommendations for how my life should be...I know and trust that whatever He has in store will be infinitely better than what I think I need.

I really hope though, that He is healing my Piper...and by doing that that He will begin to heal my family and the dreams and plans and desire that we simply have no time to focus on at this time.