Getting Ready

It's almost bedtime here and the house is as clean as it's going to get for now. In some ways, it's reminiscient of those nights we have cleaned and packed because we were off to Sea-Tac to fly to Disneyland early the next morning. Then we can't sleep because we are so ready to get there. Tonight, while I do think we can sleep because we are all really tired, we actually ARE ready to get there. We've worked for this, we've changed, we've held tight to one another and we have prayed together and individually for Chris, and we have GROWN as a family while we worked as a family to get here.

So, there are no teacups tomorrow, except for the ones from Starbucks while we wait for Chris to have his surgery but there is excitment in a lot of ways. Daunting, unknown and scary as surgery is to us, we worked hard to get here and at 5:40 a.m. tomorrow morning all four of us will walk in to Swedish together because that's how we do it. And three of us would like all of you to know that we are more proud of Chris than we can express.

Grace for your journey,
Leigh