What a difference a year makes

Well our lives must be getting normal because we have been in such a whirlwind I haven’t had time to blog. I a not complaining; I like to be busy. I always say the alternative is boredom. Our experience last year has taught me to enjoy the little thing in life and not to sweat the small stuff. Here is an example, On Monday Granton had an appointment in KC and a friend watched Kaylynn for us. I left practice a little early to get her. As soon as I got home Jenni’s sister came out to tell me Granton was having trouble with his IV and they would get back latter. She knew I wanted to cut the grass which was at least a foot high so she offered to take a baby to her friends house to watch her as they studied. Great I finally get to work on the yard. Five minutes on the lawn mower and I had a broken belt. I knew I was short on time because I need to go get Kaylynn about two hours after her aunt took her. I raced back to town and barely got the new belt before they closed. Actually, they were closed and let me in anyway. I raced back home to work on the mower. Of course there were a bunch of safety guards on the mower deck so I took a long time to put the new belt on. I got it going and went back to mowing. The new belt broke after ten minutes and I noticed a bearing was now out on the mower. No problem I have another mower that just doesn’t cut the grass as nice and as fast but I works. Well it only works when it has gas and I put all my gas in the first mower. By now it is obvious I won’t get the grass cut so I drive back into town to get Kaylynn only to find out she is not there because Jenni’s sister had brought her back to me and we missed each other on the road. This kind of thing used to tick me off but I didn’t seem to mind because I kept thinking this is nothing compared what we were dealing with this time last year. Jenni didn’t get back with Granton until about 10:00. I was starting to get a little worried and said a prayer for them on the road and I actually herd the garage door open five seconds after I finished. However, the day ended on a good note. Granton was taken off one of his meds and will probably be taken off another one next time. This will only leave his hydrocortisone and he is being weaned from it. So we can actually look forward to a time when he doesn’t need any meds. He is so much fun and has turned into a ham. He loves to joke around. We enjoy playing every night. We have come so far. I actually cried the other day in front of the track team. The girls won their first ever district championship. As we presented the plaque, we told the kids how proud we are of what they have done, where they came from, and what they have been through. As I was standing in front of them I remembered Granton seemed to be slipping away this time last year and I could not even be at the district meet. What a change our lives have taken. I was so overcome with emotion I actually cried. God has showed me my life is a blessing. He is so good. By the way I did get the yard mowed.