a) Whenever I meet a new little girl I hesitate to ask the mom what her name is. When I do ask I always hold my breath, hoping against hope it is not Eva.
Today at the playground Little J was on a swing and a little dark haired girl was on the other swing. She was just a little younger than Little J. Her name was Eva. And there they were, the girls in my dreams swinging side by side. My dreams of sisters. One dark, one fair. 8 months apart. Swinging, swinging, swinging. My dream.
b) A true miracle happened today. R and I have reconciled. Not just reconciled superficially but reconciled completely. R is the last person I thought it would be possible to reconcile with.
Praise the Lord. It is only through him that this was possible.
Praise the Lord for the letting go of anger.
Praise the Lord for his mercy and his gifts.
I know we should never compare our insides to other people's outsides but I am amazed. Truly amazed that this was possible. Amazed.