Gone again!

We dropped Pete off at the airport yesterday...again.  Here is his itinerary for anyone who wants to follow along!  http://www.templetontours.com/holyland/30401.pdf

I felt a little more clingy yesterday and told him that I would be sad - but we were happy for him to go!  It's hard the first bit, knowing he is gone for that long.  But some people are gone a lot longer.

Sam was a little clingy too.  He ate his lunch with one hand on his daddy's leg.

We always get rushed right before we drop him off - and he was on the phone with a potential problem; so we did not talk much in the 10 minutes before (I hope the late person was okay and got to her airport in time!).  So all of the sudden, he was gone!

Sam went to sleep, and I made a decision to drive a little extra and treat myself to a trip to the Pottery Barn Outlet.  Sam and I had fun looking, but we only went in a few more stores because of shopper's boredom (his) and rising irritation (mine!).  But instead of getting frustrated, we just came on home since we found some great bargains at one of my favorite stores - things actually on our home list!

We stopped at Krispy Kreme, and it is hard to believe a dozen doughnuts can disappear so fast!  It's just a good thing we don't have one in Boone!  A really good thing.

Today was hard.  I woke up tired, and it went downhill from there.  The highlight of my day was talking to my grandmother who has hip surgery tomorrow.  She turned 88 last week, and she has not been able to do much for months due to arthritis pain.  So I told her we would jog around the block soon.  We laughed and laughed - our favorite thing to do on the phone.  I remember once she called and said my life sounded like "Little House on the Prairie," because I had a pipe burst, a furnace problem, and a few other things at once while Pete was out of town.  When Andrew got sick, I called her and told her I had turned into "Marcus Welby, MD."  It made things seem not so heavy when we laughed.

Anyway, I knew the devil was after me today.  He would not let up.  He hurt my feelings and jabbed me at every point and in every chance. Once I realized what was going on, I prayed harder.  My boys have worked hard to get stuff done today to help me, and it makes a difference to look that way instead of the way I was looking - down and out and feeling sorry for myself.

Andrew had some labs and will have more this week.  He has some odd things that may be fine.  He has slightly elevated liver labs, but they are still in the normal range.  I hoped my AST and ALT watching was over, but here we are again.  We are trusting for good, low numbers so he can continue to take his seizure meds.  AND we have to get his cough under control.  It's no better with two antibiotics, so there was a call into another doctor when I left today.  I guess feeling overwhelmed is something I do more than I think.  But I am praying it is all good and will all be fine.  Andrew certainly is not worrying today!  He is just out there doing what he should.

Thanks again for all of the prayers.  We appreciate them so much!