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Home is home

We made it home tonight. Home sweet home. Coming home from a hospital stay is, unfortunately, nothing like coming home from a vacation. A continum of highs and lows, stress and trama.  The days have been long, running into one another with no stop or start, just hours evolving into different dates.

Thank you to all of you who kept her in your cares. Thank you for keeping my boys safe. Thank you for all of the meals. Thank you to those who were my respite letting me take breaks.

Thank you to my friends for sharing your strength and singing my song.

Thank you to the staff and 4th floor nurses, our awesome physicians, Kim, and anyone else who laid hands on my daughter.  X-ray, IR, vascular team, ER, family life, the cleaning staff.  You are all priceless.

It is always the coming home that precedes the crash. The crash of the waves of humility in looking back and seeing all the true treasures, the people in our lives when we cannot stand alone.

Thank you to everyone.

As for Ivey she has been good this evening. Home is home. The witching hour hit around eight. Now she is sleeping snuggled next to her daddy.

All is well.

g.
....~***~....

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KrisKay said…
So glad you guys are home <3
April 21, 2013 at 1:23 AM
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