While they were gone, Gina sent pictures of the boys making a castle out of ENORMOUS foam blocks and dressed up in fire-fighter and construction worker costumes. It lifted my heart to see Collin smiling again. It felt good to know that he was in such wonderful hands. God had sent an angel to lift his spirits and mine.
Gina’s intuitive gift is what friendship is about. It’s a kind act to say, “Let me know if you need anything,” but she offered a concrete solution by answering who? what? where? when? and how? for me when my head was too muddled to even think of what I needed. I’m eternally grateful for a seemingly small favor that brought me abundant peace.