This last month has truly been a test of my faith. This song is so beautiful and is fitting for any mother/father. It is incredibly powerful to me right now considering the trials that I am going through. The lyrics follow.
Plumb - In My Arms
Your baby blues
So full of wonder
Your Curly Que's
Your contagious smile
And as I watch
You start to grow up
All I can do is hold you tight
Knowing
Clouds will rage in
Storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash around
But you will be safe in my arms
Story books
Are full of fairy-tales
Of kings and queens
And the bluest skies
My heart is torn just in knowing
You'll someday see
The truth from lies
When the
Clouds will rage in
Storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash all around
But you will be safe in my arms
Castles they might crumble
Dreams may not come true
Cause you are never all alone
Cause I will always
Always love you
Hey I
Hey I
When the
Clouds will rage in
Storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash around
But you will be safe in my arms
In my arms
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Beautiful song! I'm glad that Aja is doing well. You must be very special to have these children. That was the one thing that help me get through when Makynna was diagnoised with Hulers. I hope that everything works out for you guys. Be thankful, It could be worse. My worse fear is losing a child.
Hi Monique,
I just had to peek in and see how your beautiful family has been doing. I'm pleased to see that Aja is growing and thriving. My heart aches for your troubles but I know you have it in you to overcome these trials. My grandmother used to say that God entrusts only His best mamas to care for His special-needs angels. I can see by how fiercely you love your kids that you are an exemplary mother. You and Mitch are such a strong, wonderful couple, your children are amazing, and I wish you all continued peace and wellness. Hang in there!
Blessings,
Liz Maurer
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