Monday, May 6, 2019

June


This is my neighbor June.  She is well into her 80’s, but most days Spring through Fall, she rides her bike gracefully up and down our street.  Her pace is swift.  If she catches your eye, she will take one hand off her handlebars for a giant wave and smile as if you are her longest lost friend.  I am creeping along behind her in my van because she doesn’t hear well, and has no idea I’m behind her.  I don’t want to startle her.  

When I grow up, I want to be just like June.

Sunday, March 10, 2019

Through the Storm




In the course of 3 weeks, my nephew had ACL reconstruction, Spike had a major bladder surgery and my dad had his hip replaced.  I was in Indianapolis with Spike for a week.  My husband and parents held down the fort here until my dad’s surgery when my husband took over as solo pilot.  Dad and Spike ended up coming home from separate hospitals on the same day.  It’s been wild.

All are on the mend with, of course, some ups and downs, but we’re generally headed in the right direction.  

We’ve had so many prayers, meals, love and support - I am humbled and forever grateful.  It’s hard to admit the need for help.  But I’m so glad I was encouraged to accept the offers we received.  What a blessing.  

One very sweet outcome of all of this was the joy in having family togetherness.  Because our house is designed for accessibility, my parents moved in here after dad’s surgery.  We absolutely loved having them here.  They just left a little while ago, and we’re adjusting to their absence.  Fortunately, they’re only driving 45 minutes away.  Also, my brother and sister were around for support, which was another fun perk.  

The top picture is Spike one day after surgery.  The bottom picture shows a result of my general brain-fuzziness and the chaos of the past couple weeks.  I messed up Crash’s basketball schedule, so he missed his game yesterday.  He loves basketball so much, and I felt just terrible about it. So....  I compensated with a trip to the pet store.  We were just going to look, but you can see from the above picture (taken in our kitchen) how that turned out.  Meet our sweet little Beta fish named ‘zupa.’  

By and large, the storm of surgeries and survival mode are clearing away, slowly but surely.  We see light peeking through the clouds.  We’re so grateful for the shelter of prayers, love and support from so many.  God is good.