I take my vows very seriously. To love and cherish. Always. In ALL ways. Nowhere was that more apparent to me than this weekend. 

We are home. There’s no place like home.

We are exhausted. Living on adrenalin and coffee with very little sleep will do that.

We are blessed. We know full well this could have been MUCH worse.

We are disappointed and angry (on a very selfish, base, childish level.) Why did this have to happen to us??? ***stomping foot***

We are confused. Where did this come from? Mr. FixIt takes exceptionally good care of himself.

Why us? Which is stupid. Why NOT us? 

Anyway, the second MRI with contrast shows Mr. FixIt had a second stroke. We don’t know when the first one was. But there was a time about a year and a half ago that I noticed he was talking like he had a mouth full of marbles. It got better, but he continued to mumble. I wrote it off as colloquialism. They made some changes in his meds. The numbness seems to be leaving, praise God!

We are looking at it as a wake up call to really start taking care of ourselves. We are far too young to start rocking on the front porch all day. We ARE going to take it easy this week, though.

Thank you all so much for your love and support and the hundreds and hundreds of prayers.

❤️

“Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.”

Hebrews 4:16 NIV