Hospital coffee hasn't been my favorite, but all the quality time with my Graham has been. I've also enjoyed being with the others that have been up here with us a lot this week. We've had so many great talks, laughs, and bonding moments. I've missed him, which is weird to say, but he just hasn't been himself.
This hallway is my favorite at school each year at this time! We have a memorial day program next week, and it's always super heartwarming. I had totally forgotten about these flags until I walked in last Monday, and my breath caught. I love this so much!
I miss these views! The land at my dad's house was always my favorite at this time of year. Our trees are starting to change colors finally, and all of a sudden, everything is bright and vibrant. It's beautiful! These were the days when my sister and I would do Dad's Christmas lights each year. It was quite the task, but it was something Dad loved and that we were happy to do for him.
Christmas is our favorite! Jonah is ready in his room, and I was able to put mine up, too.
This day of breakfast was my favorite! I went downstairs at the hospital on Tuesday morning and grabbed us some iced coffees and breakfast for myself. Graham didn't want any on this day.
These verses from 2 Corinthians were my favorite this week. I had time to spend reading some extra this week while I was off on Tuesday.
These pictures are from the social media page of this coffee shop near me, JoJo's Espresso. How magical is this place?! I can't wait to go here again soon and admire all of this in person.
These were a couple of my favorites from social media this week! I've done a lot of scrolling this week, friends.
On a more positive note, this was another favorite. I just watched a video of a neurosurgeon that said it's literally impossible to be both anxious and grateful at the same time. I love that!
Lastly, this was my favorite thing to see on Wednesday when I went home after work before coming back to the hospital! Jonah and Noah moved some things around in order for Graham to recover at our house for the next couple of weeks. It's good to be home, friends. It took us all day long Friday to rest up from the eventful week; Saturday felt more normal, but I fell asleep multiple times during both days.
The weekend was super low key; we adjusted to being back at home on Friday. I left for dinner with Dustin (you can peep him all the way back up at the top of this post in the lower right corner of the collage pics), and that was all. Saturday was pretty much the same! Sunday felt more normal, but I stayed home and got some things done to get ready for the work week. I have a feeling today might be an adjustment!
I loved how full the house was on and off during the day on Saturday We watched football all day and people were in and out. This is a picture that Noah shared on Snapchat; I saved it to my phone. There were more trucks not pictured to the left of my driveway on the street.
Graham is doing really well! Thank you for all the kind words, thoughts, and prayers on his behalf. He will have to return to the hospital once a week for lab work and for his pic line to be attended to, but he's in a good place. He looks and sounds so much better, and I am thankful for this. This "kid" just about gave his mom a heart attack, but some great things came about from it all. One is that this is causing us to remember that we don't need to ignore illnesses and coughs. Another thing is that I spent a ton of time with my ex-husband and his wife during the seven days we were there, and we're all good. This showed us that we can and want to be friendly with each other, and that we can almost be like one big, blended family.
I also have to say about Dustin, how thankful I am for him. He was there with me every single day, and he's now officially met all of my people. He kept us supplied with waters, Gatorades, and food each night. I didn't necessarily mean for him to meet everyone so fast, but it's what happened. The good news is that everyone loves him, and he loves them! Ha. Even Todd and Jennifer met him and both of them told me at separate times how much they love him. I realize that's so strange to say here, but we're taking that time we spent together in the hospital with our oldest son as a fresh page to start over. I believe if we want it bad enough, that it's something we can accomplish. I'm proud of us both for this! And it's proof that good things can come from something not so good.
Anyway...enough rambling. I'll see you back here tomorrow, friends. Love to all!
Jen
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