2/7/2018

The boys were so sad yesterday. Jono didn’t even want to eat. Matthew just laid in his bed and cried. When I asked if there was anything I could do to help, all I got was, “Can you bring dad home all better.” No babies, I wish I could.... I made latkes and caramelized apples in an effort to cheer things up…it did work just a bit. I mean, special food does sometimes make things a little better…right? Then we watched despicable me. It was the cutest thing ever and made us laugh. Even Matt, who hates cartoons with a vengeance, tolerated it…his words not mine. (but just between you and me…I heard him laughing…).

Later that day, Aunt Trisha came to spend the night. She went to the hospital to see dad today She doesn’t live very close, so it was the first time she had seen him, since he had been sick. She is his big sister. She said when she came over that it was such a hard day for her…she couldn’t even know what to say to him…but just wanted him to know how much she loved him. She has so much love to give. Since my birthday is tomorrow, she brought a beautiful card and a birthday present for me. It was so sweet of her! We ate snacks and talked and laughed and cried. Everyone misses dad. Nothing feels the same without him.

Today is the last day I can sing the sing by Taylor Swift “22,” and actually be 22. Tomorrow I will be 23. I feel so old. Yall don’t laugh at me. I’ve never been this old before. Any tips? Haha

Some old friends brought us a meal today, and went above and beyond, flowers and a card, and yummy snacks. People have been so thoughtful and sweet. I know we all feel indebted to you all. Just know, if anything happens to you, (god forbid) we will be there to help in any way we can. We love you all so much.

Its hard to measure how much dad is better from day to day. But he continues to work very hard to breathe on his own and mom and physical therapist work together to help him to start to move. Baby steps at a tortoise’s pace. Every little step, however, is a triumph! We celebrate every halfway smile, every sassy eye roll, every tiny squeeze of the hand…every minute a breath taken on his own. Its so hard to go slow sometimes…We have to learn how to be patient, instead of, “OHHHH GOD!!! CAN THIS BE OVER ALREADY?!” But also we do that too. Don’t judge us.

Well, that’s all we have for today. Keep on praying yall…

Love, Hannah

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