I went to bed at 1 AM and it is now 5:15 AM, I guess I should be thankful for what little sleep I was able to get all snuggled up with my sweet, strong, amazing little girl. I could stand a lot to learn from that little girl who is wise beyond her years.
Yesterday was a rough day for both Mike and I . We were both busy getting things done, trying to keep busy. We could hardly look at one another, for the fear that once we did we would loose it. Mike is always so strong, optimistic and it is no secret that he is the glue the keeps me together. He has the ability to make me believe that we are going to get through this and be better for it. But, even he has days when I can see it in his eyes… I see the pain, sadness and fear in his eyes and it breaks me. Because, I am not strong enough to comfort him. The bond that those two share is indescribable, from the moment she took her first breath he has been caring for and loving her every second of every day. He is the most hands on dedicated daddy I know.
Although Patrick knows Katy is going to have a sleep over,and he doesn’t understand what that really means. He does know that it means he won’t have his best friend to play with… he knows that it means he will be passed around our family members and either missing his mommy or his daddy and most of all his Katy girl. (He may be her younger brother…but he always has her back. ) when he does get to be home playing with his own toys and sleeping in his own bed.
I do think that a week from now… we will be settled into our new routine… we will have worked out the scheduling kinks. We will be navigating our way through our new way of life. I know we just need to get through this week. I also so how hard that is going to be.
Any prayers and good thoughts you can send our way our much appreciated. I may not always reply, but trust me I am always comforted by your words.