Signing off

It was a good day.  Isaac and I spent time outside this morning while Graham had some down time.  I purposely did not take a book outside with me and I just sat while Isaac played in the sandbox.  The weather worked out perfectly for an outside lunch and then we all had an afternoon nap.  My brother and his family drove down from near Ottawa today so the whole family met at a park and had a picnic supper. 

I was thinking more about what the counselor said yesterday.  I was remembering that my best cry since Josiah passed away was after returning home from trying to figure out what Josiah should wear in the casket.  This didn't fit into my planning head.  I needed to have Josiah there so that I could try on three outfits and see what I liked best but of course that wasn't going to happen.  Months ago I'd thought about it and wanted him to wear a sweater but then that didn't seem right in July.  I couldn't get my head around this and the tears spilled out.  It's interesting to think about how my mind is working. 

For some reason I said, "Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin," to Isaac at breakfast time which led to a retelling of The Three Little Pigs.  After I said that the straw and stick houses were blown down, Isaac told me that they must have been built on the sand (in reference to the song and Bible parable about the foolish man who built his house on the sand and when the rain came it fell down). 

One year ago on this Saturday in August was the last time I nursed Josiah.  He had been extubated the day before and I nursed him three times on Saturday.  He was moved from CCCU to the ward and then he had a bad episode and was returned to the CCCU where he was intubated and remained so until a while after his three surgeries.  We thank God for all he saw our family through.

Isaac having tea at Grandma's house last week

I think I'm going to try to be brave and not blog until next Saturday night in order to try to 'do less' as per the counselor's recommendation.  Thank you for your prayers!

Blessings,

Elizabeth

 Romans 8:31-32
What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? ³² He who did not spare His own Son, but delivered Him up for us all, how shall He not with Him also freely give us all things?