“Cookie” has been the refrain from Sabina every morning for the past couple of weeks, thanks to Dustin and Lisa who brought us brownies the Monday before last. This is, in fact, the only word that she will say right now: Sabina will play with a word when she learns it, speaking it only about half a dozen times usually, before she decides not to say it anymore. She actually has quite a vocabulary, including such forgotten gems as “kitty”, “more”, and “sky”.
My family came up from Virginia last weekend, which was fun. It was good to see my aunt, uncle, cousins, and grandmother. I’m glad they got to see Sabina & Ashlin again in this snapshot visit.
The other night, Sabina and I danced to the Wii. She particularly enjoyed marching (to “The Ants Go Marching On”) and wiggling (to “Pop Goes the Weasel”). Ashlin did not dance, as she was cleaning the house, because Makaela was having a sleepover here that night.
Today, Shauna is painting a mural in Ashlin’s room, and Lisa and Wolf did prep-work. Stef is here babysitting Sabina while Gwen and Jessica are working at our old house. Stef is planning to bring Ashlin to Claire’s farm tomorrow, where they will find pastel eggs. Shades of Easter...
It was amazing watching how quickly the house was moved a couple of weeks ago. So many people working hard, and I felt like a lump, until Jane set me up directing traffic. I sometimes forget that I can still be helpful, even if I don’t have arms that work. I just wish there was something I could do to help get our Park Terrace house ready to sell. What’s been done there looks really great, and I know volunteers working over there must be getting tired and there’s still a lot that needs to be done. Gwen and I are deeply appreciative of all of you who are reaching out and helping with these tasks.
Theo is well adjusted to the new house. Since about the 3rd day actually. He prowls the neighborhood, on the lookout for moles, chipmunks, and small birds. When he is inside, both he and Mia like to sit by the front window, where they can look out.
I am doing well enough. My arms are a lot weaker, but everything else seems fine right now. Jon installed a bidet yesterday, which should give me a modicum of independence again. Which is also timely, as the agency providing in-home assistance has failed big time recently, failing to show up three times in the past two weeks.
That’s all for now. Sorry it’s been so long since an update.
Anyone who has to rely 100% on someone else for their every need and still faces the day with a smile is a warrior. Simple as that.
Anyone who has to rely 100% on someone else for their every need and still shows their children that life is an incredible thing worth living is a warrior. Simple as that.
I think you get my drift....
But come to think of it, anyone who leaves anonymous internet comments encouraging a man who struggles to swallow his own saliva (among countless other DAILY challenges) to "examine the story" of Jesus is just plain mean and completely dismissive of his condition.
"Selfish" would be to roll over and die, Sara. Fighting to enjoy one more day while one's body slowly shuts down bit by bit is the essence of what it means to be a warrior.
I think I understand what you're trying to convey but you come off as glib and rude. If your goal is to "spread the word of Jesus", you've just done the exact opposite.
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