No time...

I have no time for anything but living the life God has given me so therefore I haven't posted in awhile. I am working on keeping up with the other blog as I want to remember each step of our journey but still don't find time each day to write what's what.

Update on Isaac: He continues to amaze me. He has so much energy, talks so clearly, thinks so clearly and walked over 1/2 mile today. He just decided to go for a walk and ended up past our 1/2 mile long driveway. He's very tired now and should sleep very well. His body is really filling out. It's taking awhile for his arms to show it but his legs and stomach have really taken on more mass. He very nearly has no cramping each day. He's been walking around most days with his new WWII helmet on that he bought last week at Fleet Farm. He's proud of it. He wants to get started doing a chore list around here so I gave him his room to dust and vacuum for a start. Life is getting back to somewhat normal for him and I am so happy about it. I still get impatient with the various nuances of his recovery and could scream with the unfairness of it. Why should I be free from troubles and trials? I have learned that trials give you patience and patience gives you endurance (and a bit of anxiety). I'm working on that though, trying to keep every thought captive. When I feel myself thinking too much the wrong way I sing a hymn or Sunday School song or try to capture a verse that will bring me out of it until I can find joy again. It can take me a long, long time to capture the joy but it will eventually come. Lots of times in the form of my baby girl or my hubby calling to check up on my day.