Season to Wait
It's hard to write about the first traces of frustration as someone who knows she's blessed. I don't want to show ingratitude toward a holy, loving God. It's true I'm aware of the love He's shown me. It's also true there are certain areas of my life I've been waiting to come together longer than I'd hoped for or even expected. Just so you know what I mean, let me share a few examples with you: The more time that passes, the less I imagine holding a new baby in my arms, though
