Well, life has certainly been full of surprises these past two weeks.
Lizi had a successful appendectomy late last night and was still hospitalized until this evening because she had trapped gas in her abdomen.
So at this point, it’s still a waiting game—for healing, for recovery, and for a semblance of normalcy to return.
The biggest stakeholder in this waiting game is sweet Little E. He is adjusting marvelously to life at Nana’s—learning how life works in our rehab center. I had to mud wrestle him to convince him that a nap is really what he wanted, but Nana won out in the end.
I always do, kid. You might as well get used to it.
Life is always ha-rd. There is no such thing as “harder”. We all struggle, we all deal with hard, and it’s ok to not be ok.
Little by little my sweet little mama bear is healing. Her little darling missed her terribly, but he accepted us as a (poor) substitute.
Now they are finally reunited and the look on his face when he saw his mama was priceless! The two are happily recovering with Uncle E helping out wherever needed.
Trace is overcoming obstacle after obstacle in this recovery. I am amazed at how far she’s progressed since Day One when she was struggling with simply getting on top of pain management.
All of us.
It’s ok to not be ok. (https://youtu.be/RH6G_fWfBPs ) You can sit in that hard place, in that pain (physical or emotional), and you can move through it, survive, and even thrive on the other side of it.
Venus danced and dazzled,
leading the way for sister stars
to join in the chorus.
As mosquitoes buzzed by,
we toasted to the sultry night
and the twinkling heavens.
—Carla Jeanne Picklo Jordan