Baby and Momma on Sunday

Angelique met up with us last night at Peay Park to visit with her girl.  It was a great visit.  Just about the best I remember over these last ten months.  It was good to hug her and grin at her and share some peaceful hours with her.  True story - this is the first time I have seen her since February.  Her one visit in March, she was a no-show and Josh went out afterwards to see her himself.  April she was in and out of jail the entire month again.  And May I was at a shower during her visit two weeks ago.  So yesterday, I hugged her and {literally} grabbed her head as I told her how good it was to see her.  Thankfully, she laughed along with me. Ha!

Lucky for me, she is patient with all my picture-taking.  She just rolls her eyes, grins bashfully, and murmurs, "Kimmuhly an' her pitchers..."  

I count it a small but sweet victory that by night's end, she had asked me to text her these and others I have so she can print them.  She particularly liked the ones Meghan took last month and the one from tonight through the plastic screens while she played with Lasa. ❤️

Not sure what it means for the next couple months and custody status and/or appeals, but Momma seems to be trying to get her act together.  She has a job in housekeeping at a hotel in Hendersonville (really close to our church actually), she is attending her outpatient program at Renewal House (which is a great facility), and she was in a really great mood.  Even better, Lasa was actually playful with her at this visit.  Smiles were flashed. :)

How can you be happy and also a smidge uneasy about a visit like this?  Foster care, that's how.  My own selfishness, that's how. Addiction cycles, that's how. Precious beautiful baby hanging in the balance between two outcomes, that's how. How do we rest in peace in the wait and unknown? God's sovereignty, that's how!  He is good and His purposes will be accomplished no matter what.  Amen!