Nearing the Peak

When I first began writing this blog, I titled it 'The Mountain' because my wife and I were faced with a journey that I can truly only liken to attempting to climb a mountain - or, at least, what I imagine it would be like. We weren't training for it, we weren't anticipating it; we were just walking along in our lives and all of a sudden, the ground dropped out from under us, and the only way out was a trek we never thought we would have to endure. Wonderfully, after so much hard work and steadfastness, we are starting to see the peak.

Who Knew?

"Everything can change in an instant," so the old adage goes. We all know it is true, but, for some reason or another, it just seems to become one of those facts that we forget about by the end of the night. "Yep, life sure can change in an instant. Okay, honey, turn out the lights, I'll take the recycling out..." On and on our lives go, almost as if to ignore this simple truth. I know I did.

More Than 'I Do'

It's been two and a half weeks since Jessica's initial seizure and proceeding surgery, and I'm not going to lie, I am utterly enervated. My exhaustion notwithstanding, I remain steadfast. Today I heard for probably the thirtieth time how 'strong' I have been, and how well I seem to be handling the situation in its entirety. Now, I admit, I have always done well under stress and pressure (or a combination of the two I like to call "stressure"), however, I'm not so prompt to attribute my coolheadedness to that.