all your stormy words have barely broken
and you sound like thunder though you've barely spoken
oh, it looks like rain tonight and thank God
'cause a clear sky just wouldn't feel right.

come round soon, sara bareilles




*sigh*

i don't know how to start this post.

ariel's dad is . . . . okay. still in the nicu. this has been a week of one thing right after another with him. they operated, he didn't get better, they operated again, he got a little better but started having seizures . . . so now he's sedated to stop the seizures, which makes it difficult to understand if he's had any progress. needless to say, it's going to be a very long rehabilitation process.

there aren't really words to describe the emotions that filled this past week. personally, i feel like i could break down and cry my eyes out at any second - not as much because of a personal attachment to ariel's dad - partly because of the stress and lack of sleep - but i think mostly because of having to see ariel go through all of this and knowing that there's nothing that i could say or do that would make it better.

i'm really proud of us. i have always wondered how we would handle these types of situations, and i'm proud to say that we were really able to be partners. no fighting, no frustration with each other, just love, sacrificing every little thing possible for one another. i am so thankful for ariel and isabella. this week was another reminder to me of God being the Author of the story of our love for one another - i know that i'm with who i was meant to be with.


still pondering the significance of this all happening during holy week.
still attempting to plan what more we can do to help.
accepting the irony but hoping that it ends here.


hands down, this is overall the most stressful time i've gone through. because there is so much going on that is having to take a back seat. because isabella is coming in a little over two months. because beaumont is taking their sweet time. because gas is so expensive. because my body is beginning to ache more. . .



holy God, holy mighty One, holy immortal One, have mercy on us and on the whole world . . .