I feel like we have been waiting for a mission call or something. We have been stalking the mail carrier and waiting for her to drive her little USPS truck to the corner. Tino has been riding his bike every day to the mailbox . . . . waiting and waiting and waiting. The letter we have been waiting for finally arrived. Tino was accepted into the magnet program. Some might call it luck since it was on a lottery system . . . I call it divine intervention. I am so relieved that we can cross that unknown factor off our list. Next . . .
3 comments:
congrats. i know how much you wanted this for him. god is good!
Congratulations! So do you have to drive across town every day now?
Remember the saying hanging in my bedroom. I received it from my "Laural" teacher it reads " Prayer Changes Things". Oh but another tender mercy. This school is exactly where Tino needs to be...
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