And We All Take A Breath

When I posted Thursday, I was at one of the lowest points I can ever remember being.  Your comments, emails and notes brought tears to my eyes over and over again.  In a good way. 

God used your love, encouragement and kind words to wrap around my aching heart.

Dad had his heart catheterization last night and blockages were found in several places his bypass surgery replaced 20 years ago.  Since surgery is not an option now, they will treat him with several blood thinners as well as oral meds to control his heart rhythm.

All in all, today was a good day for him.  Not only has he had no more scary heart moments.  They sat him in a chair for a few hours, and if his kidney function improves, they may actually let him come home in the next day or two. 

And so continues our crazy roller coaster ride. 

This afternoon, I got to talk to him on the phone for a few minutes and he sounded really good.  Mom said he was even telling his silly stories and jokes to the nurses.  So I know he was feeling better.

We thank God for the gift of more time. 

And we all take a breath. 

These tiny little flowers which bloom by my driveway are certainly less regal than the violet irises that tower over them.   Yet, I love them.  They remind me of the way God’s children gather round and support each other.  They remind me of you, and they’re beautiful.  :)