Some things don't turn out like you expected they would, or hoped that they would. My heart is sad today--sad for three children who are going to pack their lives into two cars and move across the country again. Michayla, Cole, and McKenna...at this point in time I don't know if I'm going to get the chance to tell you goodbye. I'm not sure what is going on...so if I don't have the chance I'm hoping your grammy will read this to you when you get to Oklahoma. My prayer is that God will heal your little hearts, that He will give you peace and comfort. May He hold you tight in His arms as you travel and move in with Aunt Ginger and Uncle Ryan...may His grace flood your lives as you start in another new school. May He bless you with new friends and close relationships with your family there. I love you all so much and it breaks my heart that circumstances never allowed our relationships to grow like I hoped they would during your time here in Ohio. I'm praying for you!
If grammy does read this to you. Could grammy tell Uncle Ryan to get a hold of Jamie at jparry22@yahoo.com
Jamie said...
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