Jon and I? We are exhausted and emotionally spent. My parents, the saints that they are, continue to come each week to hang out and take care of Jack, just so I can get out of the house (i.e. therapy sessions with friends who will listen to me talk about how bad things are).
But you know what? I don't want to focus on that today. You know how hearing someone complain while you are in the NICU or the hospital or have someone dying in your life? Yeah, I don't want to be that person. Some days you just have to remind yourself how good things are.
So that's what I'm going to do. I want to tell you that yesterday, I got to write 40-plus thank you notes to this incredible community that has rallied behind our boy. That wasn't even finishing them all. We continue to get the most thoughtful care packages and meals delivered to our door.
I also decided that I miss photography. And I missed photographing my favorite subject.
How can someone be this adorable in a body cast?
There's my boy. Always showing me how to weather a storm
Speaking of storms. Look at this beauty. This is Jack's view out the window from his favorite spot in the living room.
And we have two weeks left of this cast life. We can do hard things. We have Jack's rehab lined up and plans for about a thousand baths to wash the stink away.
Not sure if I will write before Christmas, so I wanted to wish you all a wonderful holiday.
From Jackpants and his family to you.