Lyle and I I joined the rest of the group for about five minutes tonight as our entire family sat around the fire pit listening to James read a story. For another moment it seemed as if life may return to "normal" again someday.
It was a much needed moment after a week of being sick and wearing a surgical mask to protect the little guys (you can only last so long on sleep periods that max out at 2 1/2 hours); a trip to Spokane for more testing; more choking (can't wait for them to grow out of this scary developmental delay); Lyle coming down with congestion, and facing the reality that my Mom won't be able to come back for two weeks. When I'm so tired it can seem so overwhelming.
We're just so grateful that everyone else is healthy and James keeps telling me, "We'll make it." I'm most grateful for him.
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