The days leading up to open heart surgery #2 were not always easy, but we made it. My surgery was on Monday, November 6, but the Saturday and Sunday leading up to it were exactly what I needed. I remember telling Dan the Thursday before that I just wanted a few good days to get…
I am more than thankful. I am humbled. In awe. More in love with God. Overwhelmed by grace. I remember lying in my hospital bed, wondering if I would make it home for Thanksgiving. At the time, it was a long ways off, but little did I know it would be just the week before,…
God sees. God knows. God hears. A saying that my dear friend Brenda has reminded me of time and time again. Six words filled with such promise, love, and comfort. Six words that felt we were hanging on by a thread to, when we thought things could not get worse. It was about 11:00pm on…
Last night, I finally hit my breaking point. I was frustrated with God. We had arrived home from the ER about an hour prior, Mazy was struggling, I was beyond tired, and Dan was the most patient man alive. As I sat on the couch exhausted, waiting for Mazy to go to bed, Dan tried…
Another open heart surgery. How did we even get to this point? After being brought to the Emergency Room ICU, I had many tests run. I had an ECHO of the heart and chest cavity, which was excruciating, due to the fact that if anyone even put a finger on my skin near my gall…
Since coming from the hospital, I have done a lot of thinking and reminiscing about what occurred over the past few weeks. I am someone who processes things on pen and paper or through the pushing of computer keys. Like I said before, how I cope is often through this very blog. I understand that…
