Trying to say something...anything...

I haven't been writing much lately, I'm sure you've taken note. Well, at least those of you who still stop by from time to time! It's not that I have nothing to say, it's simply that I'm feeling like I'm in this period of waiting. Waiting for what, I'm not really sure, but I just haven't felt like writing. I'm sure I could toss some blame at the immediate gratification found on facebook, however it's not totally their fault. It could be that the computer chair has not been the most comfortable place to sit over the last weeks or that I've wanted to spend more time with my little people (big people too). Whatever the reason, I'm going to try to toss something in the blank space tonight.

I wanted to stop in to say thank you for the good thoughts and prayers for us and for those who I have asked you to pray for lately. Finn is doing really well. We are keeping him out of the basement. He has only had one day of using the nebulizer since his hospital stay, that was after the basement door was left open and the boys ventured down. I have finally, after many complications, heard the words I was waiting to hear, "you are healing, really healing!" at my doctor's appt. last week. Little Tess is on her way home after a couple of weeks at St. Jude and is doing as well as she possibly can be. Her family will be heading back down in about a week, they will need prayers for a very long time to come! My sweet friend, Traci, is making it through her tests with courage, and a positive spirit. Keep she and her family in your prayers too! One of my Thursday buddies will be standing beside her husband through some major surgery on Wednesday and my heart is with Kim and her clan! Through Tess's website we found a little boy named Dax from our area also at St. Judes, who is struggling with leukemia and because of his sweet little name he has jumped right onto our list.

There are so many out there struggling, so many sweet little faces walking through so much. Sometimes it's almost overwhelming! But in all this, joy. On days like this I watch my older son stand between his little brother and a bully at the McDonald's play land with a stern look and a raised fist and the words 'he is my little brother!!" and my heart melts. I pour over my bible study material, getting ready to jump in with a prayer and that same little boy comes, holds my hands and we pray together. He asked his dad to pray with him tonight. He asked to pray for "My friend, Tess, and that other Dax, and Miss Traci's back because it's hurting her."

I am feeling so grateful to be healing. I am feeling so grateful to be able to watch my children grow in strength, beauty, and maybe for one sweet little almost two year old, orneriness, every day. I am grateful for a husband who is present in this home. I am grateful for the love of family close by and far away. I am grateful for the love and respect of those who may not agree with me on issues and politics. I am grateful for moments where I glimpse a tiny piece of the big picture. I am grateful for puppies who help heal. I am grateful for 8th graders full of drama. I am grateful it is American Idol time again. I am grateful for joy and laughter built into everyday to show us that through the struggles there is greatness!