Ian seems so much more comfortable with the trach, and his numbers are good. I’ll post a more specific update later today.

Yesterday, family continued in our journey to balance recovery and “life activities” we have committed to, many of which, honestly, initially seem like ashes in our mouths, in light of our all wanting to hover in the hospital.

Even so, Ian’s nieces played their last basketball games (6th and 3rd graders in Clyde), each “playing my hardest for Ian.” Ian’s nephew turned 3, and James had a sleep-over with Granma Deb and Granddad Rocky. One of Ian’s uncles and aunts had a trip to take and return from. All had errands to run, a week to rest from and a week to prepare for. It was a day of weariness, tenderness, kindness, and encouragement.

What can you do for us? Just what you have been doing. Your prayers, songs, offers, gifts, and again (above all!) prayers are our life line.

This morning as I write this, I offer prayers of thanks and blessing for each of you.