And so, in a few minutes Mary and I will head to the hospital to spend our final evening together before Mary flies out tomorrow. The kids are in bed, and one of the many, many amazing people from our seminary community is coming to stay at our place while we go.
We give thanks for Mary. We give thanks for Isaac. This is not the spoiling we had imagined when grandma came to visit, yet we try to maintain our perspective. Please pray for Mary as she travels; for Janel as she mourns the loss of the time that was not; for Joshua and Jenna as they transition into a very different routine of care; and for me as I also grieve Mary's leaving and the things we were never able to do with her. When she came, the leaves on the large maple tree in the middle of the playground were bright red, and we were sure we'd all pile in the van for a ride through the country to see fall colors after Isaac came home. Tonight as I watched Joshua and Jenna at the playground, I stared at that maple tree's naked branches. We just never know how life will go.
Sheesh. Sounds like somebody died. After Isaac is home and healthy, I think maybe I'll fly all of us and grandma to Tahiti for a week to give grandma that time she lost with Isaac and Janel.
Tahiti sounds nice.
2 weeks ago
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Taihiti is quite nice, but the flight to get there is a little long:)
Kel and I think of you all thru- out each day. At each meal we pray with Elaina to heal baby Isaac and give you all strength. She ends the prayer with an emphatic "MEN". My heart aches for you, and i don't have the words like you so eloquently have, to express our love for you all. Just know we're standing in the gap for you.
love- rachel
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