With the delightful weekend behind us, the weightiness of Monday morning was palpable. Today was a day of waiting and wondering what tomorrow would hold: what would we learn at our appointment with our surgeon? My thoughts ran the gamut. Truthfully, I thought they would find that there had been a mistake.
Since I had no choice but to wait, I decided to make the most of my day. I went walking with my friends Jody and Margo on the beach, and visited our friend Shawna and play with her new puppy. Then I went to the grocery to get all the fixings to make Greg a wonderful Father’s Day dinner. Since we were away at Becca’s wedding on the official Father’s Day, we still owed Greg a celebratory dinner, and the best part was that our family would be all together. Sarah opted to stay an extra few days so she could be close by for the upcoming doctor appointments. So, the great icing on the cake was that we could all have a family dinner, which is a rarity these days.
We had a great, intimate dinner and we all had the chance to tell Greg why we love and appreciate him. We went around the table and expressed to Greg all the many ways he is so very special to us. For me, I focused on how very faithful he is. Not only is Greg a man of great, God-honoring faith, but he always has and will continue to be faithfully by my side in good times and bad. I am blessed. Truly blessed.
The night was really special and our deepest hope was that my husband and father of our children felt affirmed and loved. He is an amazing man. I am so grateful for him. Off to bed early, tomorrow would be a very important day in our new journey.
Navigating "New" Normals 