a piece of my story. . .

My whole world tilted on it's axis last week. . .

We take so much for granted - move through life so quickly - worry about things we can't control - make stupid mistakes - forget how precious it all is.

Ironically, my chosen word for this year is gratitude. . . little did i know just how grateful i would become this year.

You see last week, my husband faced a serious and potentially fatal medical situation (that's his story to tell) - it came out of nowhere - I was with the kids at the library, waiting for a tutoring session for my oldest, when i got a call they were rushing him to the ER.

I know so many of you have lived through your own family tragedies. . .so you know the feeling.

My first instinct was to protect my kids - they had heard me on the phone, and seen my face.  they are little - soon to be 10 and soon to be 4 - so i tried to shield them.  I told them daddy was sick and needed to go to the hospital and they would have to stay with a friend while I went to check it out.  I called said friend and dropped the kids off on auto-pilot.  Somehow, with the help of google maps on my iPhone - I found the hospital. I guess I should consider myself lucky that I didn't know where it was or anything about it - yet.

I don't think there is anything I can do to re-pay my friend Tecla and her wonderful family for all they have done for my family this week (but that's a separate post on gratitude).  My neighborhood "girls" (Terry, Tecla and Lisa) have been wonderful - sending food, cocktails, support and advice.

I have learned a lot this past week - about stroke, surgery, recovery, the sad state of healthcare, my family and myself. . .not all of it was good - but it is my life and I own that.

I'm happy to report we are on the road to recovery. . .and according to the Doctors there is no reason to not to believe John will make a full and complete recovery - but I already knew that =)

catch you soon -