Today's the Day!

L arrives this evening. After Soul Sisters Bible study I will go to CH and get him and his stuff. I have to admit I am a little nervous. A lot nervous actually. Lose sleep nervous. I feel about him on a grander human scale the way I do about all my little transplants in my garden. What if this doesn't "take" so well and he withers in my care? I certainly cannot keep the close eye on him that the CH staff could 24-7. Oh, it's not that he will do anything untoward. He is not that kind of person at all. But he loses focus easily, forgets to go places and do things. And he has places to go and things to do that have lots riding on them if he forgets. Like jail! I have never been a parent, what if I mess up! My various selves are all have something to say about this. There is my hostess self that wants this to be good and pleasant for him who is going on about sheets and towels, rugs and dressers, and my mother self that wants it to be nurturing and memory building who is coming up with all sorts of things to do to give him a piece of the childhood that is missing in his life. Then there is my priest self that is concerned about Sunday and his Baptism and all the stuff I still have to get done for that, as well as the prepping and rehearsing of him and his cast of characters so we can all be relaxed and easy for the big event itself. Then there is my selfish self that is whining about the whole thing! Oh I burn with shame to admit that, but it's true. I have gotten spoiled in these last weeks of solitiude. I like my space, my freedom, and something in me is a wee bit cranky about having to consider another in all things again, even for awhile. I guess there is a message there for sure! Maybe more than one, now that I think about it. And clearly I should think about it. More. And I will, but not today. Today I have other things to think about. Or not. Everything is pretty much ready. The bed's made, space has been made in the closet in his room and the bathroom. We will go to the grocery store tonight. As I have no clue what he eats, there was no point to doing that ahead. I have thought a bit about the "house rules" and the quirks in the plumbing I must remember to tell him about so we don't have a flood. I will get a house key made for him today. The staff at CH will give me a copy of his upcoming appointments and we will post them on the fridge and check them daily. The rest, I guess, is up to the God who brought us together in the first place. So off we go on the next chapter of L's story. I know I can count on you all to pray on!