LOST & FOUND

Caleb slept with us last night. He slapped my face, drooled on my eye, rubbed my ear raw, talked in his sleep, and used my muffin top as a pillow. Yet, I slept like a baby.

While helping my mom put on her 60th bday for 90 guests, my phone rang.

"Do you have Caleb?"

"No."

"Then, Caleb's missing."

"I told him he could go to Landon's."

"We've been knocking for 15 minutes."


I call every neighbor down the row: Sarah, Kristine, Cori, Paul, Karla, Mary, Vickie. No one has seen him, but everyone stops to find him. Seth's yelling through the streets, Tara's sprinting through the park, my dad, uncles, and brother race over to help, the cement guys down the street jump in their truck to drive around, a construction dude/retired fire fighter directs Seth actions as he's frantic, all as the helicopter circles overhead.

I sit frozen, sweating, and helpless 20 minutes away. I shake and cry in panic in Andrea and Pam's arms as I describe him and what he is wearing.

Then, after about a whole hour, my mom yells, "They found him!"

I lost it and cried harder, only calmed by his sweet, high voice on the other end of the line.

He was sitting in his best friend's back yard waiting for him to come home to play.

Today's prayer: "Lord, You protect our children when we can't. You surround us with the BEST neighbors in the world. You know what it's like to lose a son, and I now have a small inkling, too. Our belief in You has been reaffirmed and for this, we thank You."

TO THE BEST FAMILY AND NEIGHBORS EVER AND THE ONES I HAVE PICS OF:

THANK YOU AND WE LOVE YOU WITH ALL OUR HEARTS!

Here to protect the boys in the hood.

This blog is dedicated to our brother who left today overseas to ensure we are all protected. Safe travels and we'll see you soon. All our love to you and know the girls are in our daily prayers.
Lord, keep them safe in your arms.