all over

Grandma Gladys headed into His unfiltered presence yesterday, and I am so grateful to have had a woman in my life who never exuded anything other than love with joy  She was eternally kind and consistently, lovingly following Jesus. As much as she has missed my grandpa and her first husband so many years, she always seemed to have her eyes set on Jesus, and I'm so thankful we got to be a part of the many she loved well.

Dad is home from the hospital but still on IV antibiotics and fighting staph. They have also decided to do an immunotherapy treatment tomorrow, so he is trying to gear up for that toughness as well. We are trying to calculate when it might soonest be safe to see him, and how to make that possible in the next week or two.

Meanwhile. Sarah, Lily's best friend from Haiti-now-Indiana is here this week, and they've had such fun. Today some of my kiddos headed back to school, either here at home or at school.  I've also got several down for the count, so mom is bleaching and kleenexing and orange juicing all the things. Again. Some more. Thirty degree days followed by literal 77 degree days and back again seem to be adding to all of our continued respiratory stuff, though I don't even know if that's a thing.  I do know that everyone in our circles  just seems to be sick, one sickness after another, and I wish we could get out of the rotation. 

Isn't it just the silliest time in the all the world to be feeling-it-in-my-bones homesick for Haiti? Makes no sense, except that it's true. All our dear ones called on Independence Day, January 1st, and their voices, their expressions, their language, their love, their wishes felt so familiar and so understood and so warm that it made me feel weary, like I've been traveling for three years. He knows.

I am grateful for your extra prayers, holding us up.  His Word is truly a lamp unto my feet this dark night of the soul.