To write or speak? This is a question. Audioblogging is easy, and quick. Podcasters love it. Writing is more enduring, somehow. But it also seems more demanding, at least for a perfectionist like me. But the wife is hassling me about my lazy audioblogging– “the kids will want to read this someday, and those files will disappear.” The beginnings of parental guilt, no doubt, and likely the beginning of the dreaded ‘scrapbook guilt’. But she’s undoubtedly right. So maybe I’ll compromise: stream-of-consciousness writing with audio when necessary. In any case, my brain seems to be working a little better now. I just need to not worry about bad spelling and tortured grammar– “don’t I want the kids to learn to write well?” Just breathe, Mike.
To stay, or to go? This is a bigger question. Our tiny home, 30 or 40 minutes from the hospital, is calling us. To be close to our stuff, and to have our daughter ‘home’, and to spend even a little time nesting seems very appealing. And to be closer to our exceptional church family and to subject ourselves to their laundry help and meals and caring for our every whim will be wonderful, too.
And yet our uber-generous friends, Nat and Paige, have opened their home to us, and it’s only about 3 blocks from Children’s hospital. It gives us a great deal of psychological comfort to be close to our son. And depending on the day, we hear that 40 minutes is not too far, or might well be too far. Our son is stable, but these kids can get into big trouble very, very quickly. So we’d want to be able to pick up and get to his bedside in minutes if they called us. And while the wife’s parents had to leave yesterday to care for Will’s great-grandfather (and his namesake) who had a serious stroke over the weekend, our dear sister-in-law was kind enough to come to help us for a few days yesterday (she’s staying with us here). So this place feels like ‘home’ a little, too. I guess we’ll see how the boy is doing through today and try not to let this decision stress us out too much.
Mostly, though, we’re so encouraged to have our ‘home’ travel with us. With family and friends who are sometimes far away, but who we feel very, very close to us. Your emails and comments give us great joy, and tears, and support, even if we don’t respond. And your prayers are giving us strength that is so powerful that it is a little unbelievable. Thanks be to God.