Are there any tears left to cry?

I've cried more in the past 3 months than I have in the past year.

From having my baby girl laid upon my tummy after birth, to frustration with learning to nurse, to sleep deprivation, to moments of pure joy, to stressful times about finances, to the most intense pain in my joints, to saying goodbye to family and friends...I've cried many, many tears.

This Thanksgiving was very special to Andrew and me because it is the last holiday that we'll celebrate in the States before we leave for Uganda.

As we sat around the table with mom, dad, grandmas, cousins, and friends...
As we shared in a communion supper...
As we sang a tearful "Praise God from whom all blessings flow..."
As we embraced Abi for one last time and watched her say her goodbyes to Anaiah...

It has been really, really painful.

I feel like my heart is torn apart.

I also know that God is mending it.

I know that this will get better.

I know that this is how it's suppose to be...

Andrew and I are so blessed and so thankful to have family & friends that we love that much, that it does hurt to say goodbye.

And I know that through the next two weeks, tears will continue to flow for the loss that I will feel when we get on the plane for Uganda and the tears of joy that will come when we arrive safely and hug Jeff, Cheryl and the kids.

I'm not sure when the tears will stop; when this pain in the center of my chest will go away, but one thing I do know is that God is my comforter and is suffering with me and will get me through this time.

So in the mean time:

"I will praise You in this storm and I will lift my hands;
For You are who You are, no matter where I am.
Every tear I cry, You hold in your hands.
You've never left my side...and though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm."