Sometimes Life is HARD

Spring Break........If you remember last year we went to my mom's and ended up with 24 inches of snow and got to stay a couple of extra days.
This year my mom was going to come and spend some time with us here at our house, we were going to go to see HOP, we were going to eat at McDonalds everyday for lunch, we were going to sleep in and have a relaxing week.
Well, Monday that all worked.
Tuesday DCFS from Logan came and took Aiden to return him to Logan. It is a L-O-N-G, emotional, drawn out story that I am done telling.  Simply stated, I hate DCFS.  I am reminded that only I can choose my emotions and I mostly try to switch them, but I have decided that I can hate that system right now.  Our entire government is on my angry list.
Needless to say, I called my Momma. My Rock. My Guide in ALL Storms. She told me to pack our bags and get up to her house. Chad included. All of us.  She wrapped us up in her bubble of LOVE and took care of me.  It doesn't matter if I am 3, 17, 29, or almost 36.  She shows me what a Mom is suppose to do, be like, and how to make the HARD in life sometimes not hurt quite so bad.  She showed me that even when I am hurting so badly that she can put on a brave face and let me hurt, ease my pain and yet suffer her own.  To be that example to my own kids, that as I watch them wonder, and question, and hurt over this that I need to put my feelings on a shelf, wrap them in hugs, and remind them how grateful I am for a plan that I believe in that lets me be with them for eternity.
Once again, an outpouring of love was sent our way. I love where I live. I love my friends more then ever. ESPECIALLY the ones that just DID. They didn't wait to hear what was needed, wanted, they just DID.  They were angels to my soul, and I love them very, very, very, much.
My husband, my sweet Chaddy, who I watched cry until I couldn't watch anymore. When he made the profound statement, "This is the smallest taste of what our Heavenly Father went through when he gave His Son" has penetrated my heart.  His desire to love a child was never a doubt in my mind. I watch everyday how much he can love our kids. He amazes me with his love of all kids.
I have had my faith tested, but I believe I passed.  Maybe not with flying colors =) but I think I passed.  I followed the prompting, I sacrificed, I worked hard, I gave all I had, I suffered, I cried, I hurt, but I still love my Savior.  I still trust Him with all that I have, and all that I am.  He wouldn't put me through a trial I couldn't succeed in, and I have to trust in His timing of all things.
I pray for the success of this Mom, and my precious nephew. I pray that she realizes what a sweet, loving, and remarkable child she was blessed with, and also an amazing family. They have been wonderful to me and our family, and I couldn't have weathered this storm without them.
I am not 100%.  Today I got home from work and turned off all the ringers and crawled into my bed, and shut out the world. BUT, I got up. Once the kids got home, they had a happy faced Mom.  I am making baby steps. I am able to do this.  Sometimes Life Is Hard, BUT It Is Worth It.
To each of you who have ever been a part of my life, for however long, Thank You for helping me become who I am. Your footprints are on my heart, and they have made me into someone that I am proud to be.
Give your kids a hug. Give them a kiss. Let them know of your love for them.
It is worth it.
Love, Steph