We said goodbye to La Jolla yesterday and hello to 35 degrees and some snow remnants from a few days ago. Love it!
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| Eating snow in our yard Sunday |
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| Looking up from the playground Saturday |
The girls have become seasoned airplane passengers and did great on the way home. We dodged the "buy everyone a drink on the flight because my kids are screaming" flight once again. But I know it's coming some day! Sooner now that I have completely jinxed us.
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| Some air love |
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| Before: fresh and excited to wear her "pack-pack" |
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| After: mid-trantrum rolling on the clean airport floor |
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| Our tired traveller crashed on the car ride home |
It was hard leaving. The past two months flew by, and I'm beyond grateful for how comfortable and easy my in-laws made life away from home and all the time I got to spend with them. I can't stand the word in-laws...my family. And seeing the girls be loved on by family that we don't get to see often enough. Priceless. But bigger than all the typical sadness that comes with goodbyes, lies this quiet but deep anxiety. We'll be back for treatments in December and every month or two for a while from what I understand...it's all a bit play-it-by-ear depending on how her body continues to react, change, absorb Dr. Frymann's osteopathic wonderment. But being so far away and moving into this "maintenance" stage is scary. I've seen Abby change into a new baby. Yes, she's two months older which is a lot in baby years. But she's different. She's more alive, more curious, more connected. And the amazing fact that her seizures have stopped. 24 days! So, it's a bit unsettling to leave it behind. What an incredible blessing that God led us to this woman. And I know that His hands will still be holding her whatever state we're in.
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