“I wasn’t thinking straight when I walked out on Dakota… I just got so angry! I didn’t want to admit it, but she was right. So I grabbed Joseph, held him tight, and went downstairs to cool off… Whenever I hold Joseph, he just buries his little face into my shoulder and snuggles me. He’s such a quiet, peaceful baby, even when I accidentally wake him from a nap… He calms me, like Scott does.
After I had a moment to pace and cool off, I couldn’t help but cry a little… I felt bad that I walked out, so I prayed… That’s always the best thing to do. I finally came to the conclusion to apologize, because Dakota was just trying to help. She saw something I didn’t see and did what a friend should do. She told me what I was doing wrong so I could see it myself and choose whether or not to correct it. However, before I could go apologize, I noticed someone at the door. It was Scott’s coworker! He finally came!
I raced back upstairs to put Joseph back in his crib, but once I took a minute to settle him in… I stopped. Should I keep going? Should I work with Scott’s coworker to find him? Or should I give it to God? Should I tell the man at the door that I changed my mind? But what would he think? Dakota’s right, God doesn’t need my assistance to find him… But what if I just keep God first and ask for help to find Scott? Joseph just stared at me the whole time, playing with his toes and cooing at me…
God, I don’t want my children to be fatherless…” -Catherine