So…

I pray for Isaac and wait. I recite some prayers by rote. I nightly rattle off names to God in case…ya know…He may need reminding that I cherish these people and want the best for them. And then I pray again for Isaac. And wait. This little boy is so full of his own world of wonder that he’s only giving side eye to the world I know. I pray we’ll be better able to share our worlds soon. And I wait. I pray prayers of appreciation that God blessed Isaac with immensely patient parents who understand his lack of understanding of the small space between our worlds that’s still keeping us worlds apart and are guiding him with gentle grace. And I wait. The connections are being made. So I wait. I pray to be at peace with waiting. And I wait..for God and Isaac’s timing.