Nothing

Nothing new.
Dad's still in the hospital, it's still Spring Break, I'm still trying to juggle everything, my body is still soft, my house is still a mess, and I'm still loving warm brownies from the oven.

And I still love having a house full of kids. It's happened twice now in three days.

Hospital visits are still hard. I want to ask those nurses to please bathe or shower him. And please help him with the sores on his gums ... LOOK in his mouth, don't just stand in the doorway offering a soft food diet and tylenol. And please, encourage him to sit at the edge of his bed for at least an hour a day. And, well, could you keep an eye on his pad/depends; don't wait for me to come in at the end of the day and request a change. Honestly.

Mostly, I'm still trusting God in all of this. I'm trusting that He has a plan with dimensions bigger than I can fathom, and this trial I'm in the middle of, is a tiny speck in some cosmic story that is going to have an epic ending.

Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Have I mentioned the warm-from-the-oven brownies?
2. My blanket (down comforter) is finally back from the dry cleaners (one week longer than they predicted) and my bed? Is like a cloud. A cloud I tell you. A wonderful, fluffy, sweet smelling, inviting, cloud of air.
3. Portable DVD players. I love mine. And I love that dad has one in the hospital. Technology is sweet.

Shalom,