home
where our feet may leave, but never our hearts.
and where there is much laundry and housework to be done.
I cannot fully express our gratitude.
We felt loved by all of you -
So many times, over the last few days, I sat in my vinyl chair with my laptop pressed against the window to begin a post...
a post about the emotional stages I go through when I am living with Youngest at the hospital
a post about the smells in the hospital (we both have sensitive noses)
a post about not being able to see or speak with K for so long as we are both working so hard
a post about being grateful for having a child with only serious chronic asthma
and then, it occurred to me that I would simply say
we
are
home.
home, where our feet may leave, but never our hearts.
we will now resume our regular blogging lives.
and where there is much laundry and housework to be done.
I cannot fully express our gratitude.
We felt loved by all of you -
So many times, over the last few days, I sat in my vinyl chair with my laptop pressed against the window to begin a post...
a post about the emotional stages I go through when I am living with Youngest at the hospital
a post about the smells in the hospital (we both have sensitive noses)
a post about not being able to see or speak with K for so long as we are both working so hard
a post about being grateful for having a child with only serious chronic asthma
and then, it occurred to me that I would simply say
we
are
home.
home, where our feet may leave, but never our hearts.
we will now resume our regular blogging lives.
Comments
Rick has asthma, and I know how frightening it is. Worse in a child than a husband, I'm sure.
So, yeah. Welcome home.
Your husband!
Your Middle!
Your Dear Pooch!
Your Bed!
Your Kitchen!
Ah, the smells and sights of home. I hope you can get to bed early, and sleep the sleep of the Just.
And that Middle has had a great first day back, and even better rest of the week.
(And I hope Middle has a great week, too!)
Put ya feet up with some Green & Blacks, turn on that soap, and shut your eyes.
Hugs Blackbird... Big hugs Youngest.
I have a very sensitive nose... my family can't believe how sensitive it is!
blessings!
The dog? Oh ok then ...
But she did it perfectly, so instead I'll say it's so good to know Youngest is back home...
and I hope I made you cry in a kinda happy way, not a worried way, with that latest post!
i'm so glad that youngest is better. we've had our fair share of breathing treatments over here and i can't say that they've been much fun. we've been lucky to miss out on the hospitalization. he seems like quite the trooper...and i'm really diggin' the monster.
it's nice to know that you're all safe and sound...
and home.