Happy Days are here!
Happy Days are here!
He’s coming, He’s coming, He’s coming!
Monday, May 10, 2010
I am jumby (that’s a Sobie word) and waiting and can hardly stand it! Dad and Mom picked up Nathaniel tonight because they were already in Cleveland... and they’re almost here! It’s so exciting to be at the end of another 5 weeks apart. Hurray! Reunions must be one of the best parts of heaven, because even here in this fallen place... they are terrific! :)
So I thought I’d type quickly here, as it may be a few days before I get back to it! I’m doing well, better than I had hoped I would be by now. I still get tired, but my resilience is increasing! We travel back to AK on the 24th of May, and then have a few days in Anchorage before we get home to Nome on the 27th.
It’s such an awful delight, this going home. Part of it feels like a goal achieved, a dream obtained. We’re well enough to go home! The other side is the realization that going home is separation from family. It’s really hard for me to think about. I am so grateful to share my children with my family each day, especially my Mom. She just delights in every little thing, and there is something so special about enjoying them together. I know we are going to need grace for this separation... it hurts already.
Speaking of Mom, it looks like we have won the Thymes competition. My story about her quilt, and all of you voting for it means Mom has $300 to spend on their products. Hurray again! Thank you so much for doing this for my Mom. She’s so amazed that we won... we all are! It’s been a source of lots of laughter and excitement around here. :)
But I’m learning to not dwell on the places I don’t have grace for yet. So we’re going to rejoice and celebrate that “Daddy is back!” and enjoy these moments that remain here with my family. He’s almost here... I can hardly wait!
If I had the courage, I would carry this purse everywhere. I feel so silly when sharing the story with someone, and mentioning my mastectomy in December. I know what I would be thinking! I feel like pointing at my hopefully somewhat convincing fiberfill chest and quoting this bag that Dani discovered when we were shopping the other day...
”Yes, they’re fake! My real ones tried to kill me!”