I got all the cups ready for pouring. I counted them out and there were just enough for the kids in one kind of mug, so I picked a little different one for me. I had already poured E's in to a sippy with extra milk... I began looking around for one to use as Rachel's. I went back and forth in my mind trying to figure out if that was a ridiculous thing to do... I put the idea on hold for a second while I helped the kids add their fixins... and then I realized....
Hope is what we crave, and that will never change
So I stand and waitI need a drop of grace to carry me today,A simple song to sayIt's written on my soul:Hope's what we crave
To live, to die,
To lose, to get,To rise aboveTo love again