I love the extended daylight of summer. These days you can walk home from outdoor chapel and still see the road after 9 o’clock at night. Tonight was underground church and so I walked down to the dining hall to make an appearance and see what was going on. The staff was getting ready to start out into the woods. Josh was the jailer and Laura and I sat on the dining hall porch and wondered how long we should stay down there. Eventually she and I walked back to the house.

She was going to change and get ready for the devotion. I changed clothes and got ready for bed. They had a baby appointment today and everything was going well. I think she’s a little frustrated with the simplicity and briefness of the visits. It does sometimes feel like a total waste of time. But those uneventful and routine visits are always something to be grateful for. She is 31-32 weeks.

This summer is going a lot slower than last summer with the wedding. I knew those days would fly by and they did. This year seems to be dragging on a bit more and I suppose that is something to be grateful for too. To my husband’s utter dismay I’m sure, I can’t seem to get through summer without becoming down, depressed, or lonely. I do my best to connect with the kids when they’re around. Sometimes I feel like I don’t even know them anymore and I have no idea how that happened.