… that the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it.

Translation – I will put on my big girl panties and deal with it.

Deal with the fact that today is the 2-year anniversary of the phone call that opened my eyes to the fact that the death knell had been tolled on my marriage. Deal with the fact that that phone call from his girlfriend signified one rejection from my husband, and lead to another rejection – I was willing to forgive, and he said “no;”  he wanted her, not me. Deal with the fact that while he pays child support and doesn’t complain about it, he also doesn’t have anything to do with our son, and doesn’t appear to want to. Deal with listening to my son ask for a new Daddy, one who wants to play baseball with him in the backyard, and take him fishing, and just do all those father/son things that (God bless him!) my sister’s husband is doing with Teddy, and showing him what a father’s love is supposed to look like. Deal with the fact that yesterday my sister and her husband moved several states away, and Teddy will once again not have a consistent male presence in his life.

Dear God,

Please, please, please give me Your strength to get through this day, this time, this era in my life. Help me to be the best Mom I can be for my son. Provide Teddy once again with somebody to look up to and play ball with and go fishing with and do “guy stuff” with that Mama’s just aren’t good at.  Thank you for the men in the church who do help out as their family responsibilities allow.