Back from Oregon

Just back from celebrating the 4th with friends on Whidbey Island. It was good being with friends. It's hard watching Tom--how this enemy of ours has robbed him--free, laugh filled conversation, fellowship over a shared meal, long walks on the beach. Something else is how much we have enjoyed each other's touch and now touch often bothers him. I long to just hold him but he's not comfortable with that--I greive that lost greatly. I think back to a year ago being at the same place with many of the same people and how different it is this year--how quickly life changes. Tonight we will be home just enjoying being together.

Yesterday we spent the day at Kirstin's caring for Moose while Kirstin and Yura finished painting their new bedroom. I cannot stop being grateful for the gift they are giving us. The model of multiple generations living together is such an old one and already I am starting to see the precious value of it. I've had many emotions in getting ready for this but after yesterday I feel nothing but anticipation of something very good. They are doing a wonderful job of making us feel welcome--simple things like clearing space for us and positive talk of our lives together. There are things none of us can bring ourselves to say about this move. We are all just embracing it as a way to make Tom's life the very best. May God help us to do just that.

Last evening Kylisa came over and we began packing. Tom and I have moved many times and it's never overwhelmed me before but without Kylisa last night I don't know where I would have begun. In fact, before she came I couldn't see that we had much to do--I know better now. She was so good at giving direction and taking charge. I am so thankful for these children who have grown into such amazing adults, who have stepped in to take charge and give such loving care at this time in our lives. Tom and I both thank God for the gift of each one.

Our vacation to Oregon was fun. It was great having grandson Hunter with us--even though he takes GREAT delight in scaring his ol' granny! I tell him he is going to be sorry someday when I have a heart attack over one of his scares--he just laughs and plans his next forray. It was great b eing with the Phillips and I am thankful for George taking the time to get Tom to "talk" with him.

One of Tom's favorite memories is visiting the Flavel House in Astoria--built in 1885 it is such a beautiful old house and such a good lesson in history. We also spent an afternoon in Seaside. When the walk became more than Tom could do our friends suggested a wheelchair. I didn't know how Tom would react but he was okay with it and we were able to keep going all the way to the beach. I'm glad he was receptive to it BUT it's such a reminder of how much stamina he has lost--something else this enemy has taken. God give us strength to face whatever comes and to stay focused on today alone. We also visited and enjoyed the Tillamook Cheese Factory--but again it centered around food! All I can say is that Tom is amazing to be so uncomplaining!