Packing for college AND packing away the toy horses and remote control cars may have been a little emotionally ambitious for one day. The "to go" piles are accumulating faster than my courage. While my mind is anxious to see where the Lord takes these precious people next, my heart is longing for things to stay the same.
As usual though, Emma was on hand to provide a little comic relief and minister to my weary heart. She was unpacking just as fast as I was packing, and suddenly every single thing in the donate pile was her most favorite toy EVER. She yanked Noah out of a Noah's ark toy and came bolting toward me yelling, "DO WE HAVE TO RECYCLE JESUS???????"
I'm so glad she's here. I'm glad she still loves toys and that college is a long way off for her. And I'm glad that when she's around the laughter seems to stay one step ahead of the tears. Almost always.