P.S. New Job Possibility

I wanted to update those of you who were thinking of me and praying for me during my impromptu job supervising a non-custodial parental visit.

The visit went really well. The dad was extremely emotional, and I struggled holding back tears of my own. It was upbeat and positive. And I'm actually going to be supervising a visit with the same family again this weekend.

Also, there is a possibility of more work like this for me in the future. It's rough, emotionally, but I think it will be good. I'm in contact with someone...

I prayed for him, the kids, and the mom throughout the whole visit.

I can't imagine that being a bad thing for a broken family...

Thanks for your prayers!!!

Comments

Stacey said…
Congratulations on your new job! It sounds fun, but emotional. Good luck!
December 6, 2007 at 5:39 PM
jeny said…
Thank you for your sweet comments. I love you too, so much . . .and I'm missing you something aweful.
December 10, 2007 at 5:35 PM
jeny said…
Merry Christmas dear ones!!!
I am sending a card, but I'm SO late with it.
love you <3
December 23, 2007 at 7:17 PM
jeny said…
Hi!
I've been so happy to receive your notes. I'm feeling very brain dead lately . . . difficult to think and write intelligibly (is that even spelled correctly? or is it a word?) I specifically wanted to respond to what you said about my traditions. I know that you have your own wonderful traditions and that they mean alot to you and I'm sure to the kids. They are so lucky to have you for their mom. They are learning SO much about how to love God, family and others. Your precious children are a testament to what a great job you are doing. I love you dearly!
January 7, 2008 at 7:26 PM
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