Some days we see people who aren't sure how to react to our news.
Other days we are surrounded by those who act as if things are the same as always.
Some days I am hopeful and confident.
Many days bring moments of fear and insecurities about what is to come.
Some days we try to prepare our minds by reading material on parenting a child with a serious life long medical condition.
Most days I hold my belly and pray for complete healing of Gabe's little body.
Today's mail brought a heavy packet of papers to be filled out before meeting with our neurosurgeon. I didn't tear up as I opened it, as I faced the reality of needing his service, or even as I wrote note after note about our family's health history. As I worked on the papers Kevin and I mentioned how we feel as if we are adjusting to what may be, even with all of the "what ifs."
Day after day we are being encouraged by conversations with parents who are waiting for their miracle baby, parents who are living and loving through the ups and downs of caring for their child, parents who have answered our questions without making us feel as if our emotions are unique or out of bounds, parents who have recommended specialists & resources, and parents who are willing to help us network - when we are ready - within our own community.
We have been lifted up by unexpected conversations, generous offers for help, notes, emails, text messages, and simple blessings that mean so very much as the days continue and we process more quietly.
Everyday we are getting stronger.