So my week turned out completely different than expected. Sunday night we left church halfway through because Kev was really sick (very suddenly) and since then both he and I have been enjoying the stomach flu. Between that and his late hours I haven't really seen him all week. I keep thinking ... only 1 and a half more weeks. Only 9 more school days. Only. Seems like a long time til he's back to a more normal arrival at home in the evenings. April 16 is going to be a day of rejoicing, let me tell you.
Anyways, this small example of a week turning out completely differently than expected reminds me that despite my best laid plans, God truly directs each day according to His wisdom. I learned a little bit more about patience, perseverance and the blessing of family this week. Mom VH and Bec were awesome in helping me out.