When I was waiting for her I would often wonder if she would like the same things that I like. I would pray that she would. I started thinking that I was being a little too picky and asking too much of God. Like when you're pregnant you eventually quit praying for a girl or a boy and just end up saying Lord, please let he or she be healthy and we don't care about the rest. Well, I ended up there too with Izzy. I even gave up the time frame to Him, eventually and said ok, Lord please let her be healthy and of course Your timing is best.
Then I thought about it a little longer and my prayer became, Lord bring her home in Your time just let her be healthy and Lord, please let her love the beach......

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Wish we were there. 75 degrees sounds heavenly. Eli loves the sand and I know he and Izzy would have a blast building sandcastles. :o)
Love, the Colleges
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