Moving on...

This week, we helped move our precious five year old and our adventurous four year old into their new home.  For four months, they were ours.  For four months, our home was changed. For four months, we were reminded that the world did not revolve around us... that there are more important things in life.  For four months, my  older children got to see a glimpse of a different, harder life and what it really means to sacrifice for someone else.  For four months, our home was turned upside down.  I can honestly say that it was totally worth it.  Our family learned several valuable lessons, some of which I don't think we'll fully realize until later.  As the little children move on in the home where they are supposed to be, I realize how none of it is accidental.  They are moving into a home with a sweet Christian couple who have prayed for, waited, and hoped to be able to care for children.  They are in a home where the only other "children" are horses that they get to care for.  They have transitioned beautifully into the place that will prayerfully be their forever home.  And although I believe that, part of me can't help but wonder... did I love them enough?  Was four months enough time to teach them that they're important, they're loved, and they're incredibly special?  If you are one of the few people that read this, consider saying a prayer for this sweet family that have unselfishly opened their hearts and home to these two children.