A couple Sundays ago we were headed out the door for church and Clara proclaimed, "Picture time!" And since it was Clara's idea, they all rallied around the idea and just look how cooperative they all were. It was awesome!
This picture sums up my thankful heart. Five children, together. Each with their own talents, struggles, triumphs, personalities, and spirited natures that combine to make our home the only place I ever care to be. After months of being separated, this is a blessing I will never take for granted again. All those seemingly mundane and thankless tasks? I am thankful for them. I'd like do nothing more till they aren't around for me to do them anymore. I am thankful to be their mother. I love it!
And our dear Clara? The one we pray for continually and have so much hope for? She's doing great. Aside from a bit of post-traumatic stress disorder manifested every night with night terrors (when she screams in her sleep things she said in the hospital) she's resumed a relatively normal life. She hasn't had any pain, she is eating perfectly and her mobility is spot on. While we are hoping for a miracle, at the same time we are holding our breath. Waiting for symptoms to appear and give thanks after each day that resumes on as normal for Clara. Thank you for your faith and prayers. They are what kept us all holding on during those months of treatment and helping Clara and us to continue on. We are thankful for you. We are thankful for God. We are thankful for a blessed life.