We had a pretty pleasant Thanksgiving here at Shelva Lane. For one, I was really prepared and didn't need to rush around. Mom seemed to really like cooking, the dinner came out wonderfully , Seth ate with us and we all laughed and enjoyed the meal. It was the best part of the time we had with Seth.
Sadly, we don't see much change with him. He spent most of his time contacting people. As the time went by, he got more and more agitated. By this morning, he was all wound up. Snapped at us, was rude, demanding, well the same old same old. It will never stop hurting. I decided to write him a note and send it off to him. Hope this week brings some kind of turn around. He will have to learn the bus, a whole new life for him.
Enough of this. Think I will go to Pat Catan for the advent candles.
Reminded Seth of how much God still loves him, no matter what.
Hold him and love him, Lord.
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