Friday, March 19

What a beautiful day today. Don't know what the temperature was but it was warm enough to work in the yard in a t-shirt. The sun felt so good. It felt good to dig in the dirt and get ready for summer. We got walkie-talkies so I can be outside and Tom can still call me easily.

We're on another plateau--we know how to deal with what's going on, no crisis, and Tom is feeling pretty good. One of the clearest ways I can know that is when I see his smile and it's been showing up more often this week. Oh, he's still dealing with alot but none of it is unfamiliar so it doesn't seem as bad as when it first showed up.

We continue to be so very grateful for Hospice--they are making it possible for me to continue to care for Tom--don't know what we'd do without our wonderful team.

In my last post I wrote that I am loosing my protector. I was wrong. I can never loose the One who is my Savior and Lord. He has given me my father and my husband--two amazing men--and for that I so very grateful. They have been wonderful gifts here on earth but ultimately all earthly things will pass away but our relationship with Jesus Christ will last for all eternity.

I am reading two excellent books. "Nobody Tells a Dying Guy to Shutup" is Dave Chilcoat's journal which was begun the day he was diagnosed with ALS. He has a wonderful sense of humor and a compelling honesty. He's helping me understand the disease from a different perspective. I highly recommend it. The other book is written by Ken Huterson who is battling cancer. It's called "Hope is Contagious." I'm not very far into it but Ken has a gift for honest sharing, too, and I look forward to reading it.