Probably since I was pregnant with Emylie, I have tried to think of what her future needs would be. Trying to figure out what type, style, layout of a home would work for her and our family (---it can be mind boggling). As her needs have and will continue to change, I have tried to think of everything I can with the knowledge I have.
Because where we are living has always been a temporary step, I have also tried to figure out where we should move to. Where would be the best place to raise our children and call home. At times I felt I wanted to stay close to my parents because of their support. How far will the nurses be willing to travel? We have known we haven't wanted to move any further from Primary Children's hospital than we currently are. Dave has had to step in and pick up the girls from school when they are sick or when the carpool wasn't available to because I was at home with Emylie. He also helps take all the kids to doctor visits and other activities. Which poses the question, how far away from his work should we go? I think (and hope) there will be a time when I will be able to take my kids to school and do all the mom stuff. Where will it be best for all our children? What are the schools like in the area has always been a concern for me and now it isn't just that but how wheelchair friendly are the schools? How does the schools and the school district take care of children with unique needs? These are just a few of the many thoughts I have had.
I have prayed and prayed for guidance, for inspiration. Knowing that the Lord knows better than I do, what can and will work for our family. Relying on the Lord helps because I know if I do my part and have FAITH, he will help me know what is best.
A couple months ago, I felt the gently promptings of a general area we should consider. I say general because that is exactly what it is. I don't know the exact side of town or the neighborhood or street but I do know it is not where we currently are at, and it is closer to Primary's but further from Dave's work. I no longer feel I need to be so close to my parents. I know they will still be there to support us when needed. I think having a start in an area where I haven't lived most of my life will be a wonderful adventure and I look forward to it.
On a Sunday evening the beginning of September, I was waiting for the night nurse to arrive and thought I would look online for house plans. I have done it before and found a room that I liked or a entry way that I thought was roomy enough to maneuver a wheel chair, so bits and pieces of houses. I have searched "house plans" in the google search before and usually came up with the same websites. But this Sunday evening was different...a new site was first on the list. As I looked through the plans I found one that stood out above any I had ever found and it gave me HOPE. This house plan wasn't anything fancy nor did it have all the solutions, yet surprisingly it was almost perfect. I have tried several times, unsuccessfully to think or draw up a layout that would work. This floor plan still needed some adjustments but it somehow just felt right. Dave felt the same when he looked at it. I felt as if the Lord was ever so gently showing me and answering my prayers. It is hard for me to put into words other than to say I felt more hope than the day before. I don't know for sure if we will get to build a home or even that home, but I know without a doubt things will work out.
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