I really cannot say more lovely things about today. I am completely beside myself with exhaustion, as it Brady. But the day was completely beautiful.
We made it to church. Two of the babies who never stay well in nursery stayed without crying, and I could be in the service with Brady and the other kids. As the service wrapped up, people gathered around our bench, laid hands on us, and prayed for us all. Brady and I cried the entire time, as did many others. When the prayer was done, people lingered and held us, talked to us, listened to us, and offered much willingness to help, support and put into our family. Such warm acknowledgement and love between many shared tears.
As tends to happen, we were among the last to leave, but it was nice to connect with as many people as possible.
We stopped by a friends house for some backup med supplies after church, and got in a short, really lovely visit before heading home.
My mom came over, and we all ate sandwiches on fresh baked buns from a loving neighbour for lunch.
Braden came over for the afternoon, and got our stair lift working! This is a HUGE win, because Brady will now be able to go back downstairs for movie nights, tuck ins, and whatever else needs doing in the basement of his own house. It makes such a difference for his independence and normalcy. He also stuck around and brainstormed about some really important projects with us. What a gift to have someone willing and available to put some real time and effort into our home, and getting some things fixed up where we need them to function better. We are SO grateful!
My mom brought food for supper, so we enjoyed a crazy delicious meal of sausage, potatoes, corn, and gravy. SO good!!
After supper, Brady got to take Laela and Solly to the church, where they played their first ever piece in the festival! A duet, to be more specific. They made some mistakes, shed some tears, rallied, finished well, and came home feeling SO proud of themselves. They had so many encouragers who built them up 💜 And an amazing teacher, also.
Everyone came home and tucked into bed. My mom had washed up the dishes, and took some frozen bananas home to bake some muffins for us.
And as the day winds down, Brady and I will eat some Doritos and chocolates before drifting off to sleep.
As I said. Its been a beautiful day. So many beautiful people praying. So many promises of continued committed prayer. So many offers to help, and to contribute to our family in a wide variety of ways. People wanting to intentionally connect. Genuine offers of love and support. I know I’m repeating myself, but it has been an absolute flood of emotion and concern and love and determination, and I can hardly wrap my head around it.
What a beautiful day. A huge day. Leading into a huge week. But already, I have babysitting locked down for three different stints. One appointment confirmed. One foster visit. Brady’s first trip back to the cancer centre tomorrow. And who knows what else is to come. Hopefully we will walk out with a radiation schedule tomorrow, but all we can do is pray.
As can you 💜 Please do so, if you think of us. The need is real.
Yet, there is peace. We trust You, Lord. No matter what, You are good.