Yesterday

The phone rang at 8am.

It was this friend.

She is pregnant for the 8th time (she lost the 7th over the summer, very early in her pregnancy....like only a couple of days along.)

She admitted she was wrong and shouldn't have told me to not watch what I eat and admitted that we are all diferent and called to do different things and since she lost one and the pain she felt she understood why I was willing to deprive myself of white flour and sugar if it meant the chance to have more children.

At this point she got choked up and started to cry and telling me she gets sad often now for me and prays for me crying out to Yah on just why HE isn't giving me another child. She says she tells HIM I am a good mom and am only asking HIM for what HE says is a good thing.

Then she said she'd be willing to donate eggs to me and even drive here for that purpose.

Talk about a friend.

Thank you, Yeshua!