One year ago today we had just been discharged from the hospital for Annie's emergency surgery. Somehow the significance of the weekend's date had gone unnoticed by me until Friday.
The feelings of seeing her symptoms and feeling helpless hasn't left.
The sadness of seeing her asleep after her surgery and just wanting her to wake up so we could hold her hasn't left.
The memory of seeing her hooked up to wires and monitors hasn't left.
The feelings of joy mixed with exhaustion come flooding back when seeing the pictures (this picture above is the first time we were able to hold her.)
The joy of having her still with us is also still there.
When she has any of the symptoms from that August 25 date, our hearts still jump. Nate and I still talk about the overwhelmingness of the event. How quickly everything happened. How God supplied our needs through the nurses and doctors. How He sustained us in the wee hours. How He showed His care for us through meals lovingly provided. We are grateful and try not to take our time with her for granted. And we try to hold her in open hands, as a gift entrusted to us to care for.
tmm
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