(a) Addie's arm is broken. It's fractured at the top of her humerus, so close to her shoulder that they just gave her a sling and a big fat ace bandage-type thing to hold her arm to her chest. She's taking it well, except the part where I had to sign the rest of her Valentines because her right hand is tied up.
(b) Still no news on my biopsy, but I am healing up well and the topical treatment seem to help, so no worries. And James is getting better, sleeping through the night, and having only one breathing treatment.
(c) I am in Utah AGAIN--we left Bozeman at 1:30 pm and got here to Herriman at 9pm. Rich and the girls will drop off me and James at the airport tomorrow morning to catch a flight to Phoenix, where I will meet up with my Layton family and head over to Thatcher for Grandma's funeral on Friday. Rich has some fun things planned for the girls--they will hang out in Salt Lake City and pick me up and head back to Montana on Sunday. And then we are not going ANYWHERE!!!!! ;) Not for a while, any way!
So life is good. It has been a long hard two months (I keep singing that dang Counting Crows "Long December" song in my head). I am ready to stop the world and catch my breath for a while. Monday night after our own little Family Night, we went across the street to watch a movie with my SIL and her kids. I came home early with James. As I looked across the street at my little cozy house all covered in snow and smiled down at James in his carrier, my heart swelled a little bit. Life is really hard sometimes, whether you're struggling or someone you love is struggling. But it's really, really beautiful sometimes, too, like when you're walking through super-sparkly snow on a February night with a beautiful, happy baby you prayed really hard for, to a warm, comfy house you built with the man you love to house the family you cherish. Like the three little birds sang, "Every little thing's gonna be all right."
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I am glad that things are calming down. Wowzer about Addie...I got to thinking that when Michaela acted like Addie did..she had actually broken her collar bone...it was a couple of days before I realized just how serious it was. I'm also glad tht MY baby is feeling better. You take care girl...I'll see ya when I get home.(late Monday) We'll catch up. ok?
Love you guys!!
You are an inspiration. Thank you for sharing.
Sorry to hear about your grandma. When you were in Thatcher, did you see that old wooden house on the road past the college on the way towards the cemetery, on the right side of the street? That was my great-great grandma's house. She walked the plains as a young girl from Denmark to the Salt Lake Valley, and finally ended up in Zion, um... i mean Thatcher. She is buried there in Thatcher. Have a safe trip home!
Mike, I didn't see THAT house in particular, but I think I remember it. My Grandma's houseis right around the corner on Church street, the last inhabited house on what is now the EAC campus. She has lived there since 1940. Now my aunt will live there and sell it to the college when she is ready, I guess. Grandma was buried at the cemetery there, next to Grandpa. I remember walking up that street to visit Grandpa's grave with grandma, and then walking back behind YOUR grandma's house and picking cotton from those fields. We also used to catch crodads in the canals that run through campus. Good times there in that little desert oasis...lots of good things have sprung form Thatcher, AZ!
good grief girl, I take a little sabbatical and you go crazy!! hahah. how is Addie??? bless her heart. you know my thing one has broken his leg---- twice.
and I am so, so sorry about your grandmother. those pink & purple flowers were gorgeous.
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