Through The Waters

       It's Friday afternoon... there's finally been a bit of rain to wash the dirt away from the plants and provide a bit of renewal for our dry, parched grass and suffering garden. Hard to believe that September has been warmer than August and that we've actually had our air conditioner on for more of this month than much of the whole rest of the summer.  In a way, the summer has been an odd one.. for so many reasons actually.       Our lives were turned upside down and transformed by news that rocked us, shaped us, has molded us into totally different and yet the same people that we were before that fateful day in May.  Once a summer to look forward to camping and beach days and vacations, we were plunged into a vortex of doctor's appointments, visits, tests, surgeries, home care, chemo and so many worries and concerns about our little Ava Grace.  How our lives were turned upside down and inside out... leaving much of our life exposed for many to see, and yet, tu

Two updates in two days... but I felt we needed to share our update from the doctor today.  As you know, I posted yesterday that we were going in to see Dr Goffin for the results of the ultrasound from Monday.  Let me tell you about this morning - I waited in a ginormous line for bloodwork - it took nearly an hour to get through the line to get bloodwork today - never seen it this crazy and at one point I remarked to the woman who was waiting beside me that I was going to volunteer my services to help with blood draws though I might be a little rusty at this point.  She thought that was a good idea - as we constantly updated each other on the progress of the line.  Wowie... it's humbling to think that this many people all need bloodwork and treatment and to be seen by their doctors and I'm so thankful that we live in Hamilton and have access to this great facility, even if I did have to sit on a table the whole time due to a lack of chairs and my companion and I constantly fen

     So, as I thought through my day and thought about what to post and what to say and how to say it, I was struck first of all that today means that in three weeks, we hopefully, D.V. will meet our second daughter, Ava Grace, on October 10.  It's a bit hard to fathom - I've slowly been washing clothes (she might not even need preemie clothes at this point), packing hospital bags, trying to remember how to breathe during labour and organizing child care and help for when our dear little one is born.  It's so hard to plan, despite having a date, because we don't know how her health will be, will she feed on her own, will delivery go smoothly?  I know that no one knows any of those things and that we never take anything for granted either.  We might have arranged a date, but God is the true author and director of the calendar so we need to trust in His timing and care.  It's sometimes hard not to think too far in the future and yet sometimes three weeks away is kinda

       Hard to believe it's already September 11... a day that lives on in most of our hearts... a day when you would ask someone "where were you that day?" and they know exactly what you mean.  I was at work that day, still remember the room number (3) and the patient that told me that there were strange things happening that morning.  I remember watching in numb silence in our sun room at work, on the old floor, while the second tower was hit and feeling so awful, so helpless, so terrified.  Already that was in 2001... but if I really think about it, I'm right back there - seeing so many people hurt, so much devastation.  And even today, this September 11, the world seems to be in tumult - so many many storms, so many wild fires, so many floods, so much loss of life.  And as a little life turns and bobbles around in my stomach, I think about the world that she is coming into... and sometimes, yes, I'm kinda terrified.  So much war, unrest, terror, disaster an