Catching my breath

and trying to breathe.

Thank you all for lifting us up in your thoughts and prayers.  We're getting through each day and shaking our heads at the thought of where we've come from and trying not to give too much thought to what tomorrow will bring.

You make known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence,with eternal pleasures at your right hand.  Psalm 16:11

Dad remains in the hospital until Tuesday or Wednesday of next week.

He's doing better, but I want my Dad back the way he was.

Dad and Coach Crean's wife at a recent IU game.

Mom has another treatment today.  My sister is by her side for this one.  We're tag-teaming.  LOL  It's an all day treatment for her, and the doctors have given her permission to visit my dad outside of normal visiting hours today so she doesn't have to travel back to town, or stay in town after the chemo.

A friend of my dad's will be visiting him tonight to keep him company.  Mom doesn't do night-driving very well, so we've been taking turns picking her up and chaffeuring her to visit Dad for the two hours a day she can see him.

They will be celebrating 40 years of marriage in December. 

Tomorrow I will be dropping kids off at school, picking them up, dropping Middleman off at co-op and picking Mom up for her post-chemo shot.  We'll pick Bean up then and drop him off at another friend's house til Javi gets home from school and work.  Middleman has a ride back to town from co-op (in another town) sometime tomorrow.  Several of the teens go "airsofting" in a forested aread owned by a church one of our families go to.  Hubby's parents will be helping take care of our niece and nephew through the next couple of days. 

Calling hours tomorrow night for Joyce, and a dinner in the state capitol for hubby whom-I-love-so-much's work.

Trying to make plans for someone to be with Mom the rest of this weekend and next until we're comfortable with her staying alone.

Saturday is the homecoming celebration.  This woman was a pastor's wife, mother, friend, grandmother, daughter, sister, mentor, spiritual mom and so much more.  I had the blessing of being able to tell her goodbye Tuesday.  I had just left my mom after visiting with Dad at the hospital and still had my surgical mask I've been wearing around Mom because I've been sick.

Mask in place I knocked at Joyce's door and my sister in law led me in to talk with her dad, and say, "I'll see you soon." to her mom.

What has gotten me through the last week and a half is the knowing that I have been in tighter, nastier, more painful and agonizing places in my life.  And He has always gotten me through them and on a brighter path with the hands of my friends and family right there holding me for Him.  Being His hands and feet.  His comfort and peace.

And for KT, that means being His chef extra-ordinaire!

She had fed us, made us laugh and challenged two very wonderful boys to step up to the plate and be the men they are destined to be--by thinking more of others than of themselves.

What a friend.  What a sister.

May we all have such blessings in our times of need.