This has been one of the hardest weeks of my life. My heart was torn in so many directions.
I came back from my vacation late Friday night, unpacked and cleaned Saturday, the Morrison6 were born on Sunday. I was at the hospital Sunday, Monday and Tuesday.
For months I have been planning to go toÂ Canada for my sister’s 30th b-day party andÂ for the arrival of my new nephew. (Who was named TayusÂ – pronounced the was its spelled Tay-us…cool eh?) I was supposed to go from Wednesday to Saturday. After being at the hospital on Tuesday with Bennet…I didn’t want to go anywhere. Brianna insisted and I left on Wednesday for Toronto. Leaving was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I felt like I couldn’t win:Â being a bad friend for leaving, being a rotten sister for coming with such a heavy heart – and to top it off Adriah bawled whenÂ they dropped me off…so I felt like a bad mom too! I cried (really hard) the whole way to my gate…when I checked my luggage, through security and everything. In theÂ end, I knew I needed to let go and trust she was in good hands.Â
Wednesday afternoon (3 hours after I got there) Matt called and said, “I know I said I thought you should go but, now I’m saying come home.” I was heartbroken again; for Brianna and my sister.
I came home last night after spending just over 24 hours in Toronto. I’m tired and totally spent – but there’s nowhere else in the world I’d rather be. Please keep praying for my friend and her babies.
I want to say thank you to all of Bethany Church…you have been an amazing support to the Morrisons, and Matt & I!Â We love you!