I’ve mentioned here before how odd it is to me that things like beauty and sorrow coexist all the time. Yesterday I flew out to see my family in Arizona and the reunion was bittersweet. On one hand, it’s nice to be able to see and spend time with my family…that’s the beauty. But, I also came home to see my dad.
Last night, I visited with him for the first time since his stroke two weeks ago. I’m still trying to digest it all this morning. It hurts to see him helpless. My mind and my heart are attempting to comprehend it all. Up until this point, I’ve never known him to be anything but fiercely independent.
I can’t say I will be blogging as regularly for the next week or so. Although, writing things down does help me to process and understand the journey a little bit better.
I want to thank all of you who have been praying for me and my family. And, if you would continue, I would greatly appreciate it!