These Forsheys could use your prayers right now. This is Ben's last night with us, and the tears are flowing heavily all round. Violet has demonstrated her perception of the situation by *not napping* for three days straight. When Ben goes out of sight, she says, "Where's my Daddy? Is he gon-away for sree days? Far far away?" :(
Ben and I have both been sick with a stomach bug for days, and Ben even burned a fever last night of 101 degrees. The moving keeps dragging out, longer and longer.....no one could've guessed we had so much stuff. Then, our brilliant plan for ridding ourselves of extra stuff by having a yard sale was a total flop, since it poured rain all morning. Not one person showed up. We packed up all the yard sale stuff to try again next year. The trash people missed our garbage this week.....so we're having to load cans on our already full trailer to haul them repeatedly to the dump ourselves....of course, we have extra trash this week since we're moving.
Anyway.....those are just a few of the trials we're dealing with right now. Prayer is coveted.