Well, this is it. The climax of this first leg of The Quest is at hand. Honestly I had initially thought all of this would take much longer. I mean, originally it was just a 'quest' for a VCR because at the onset I was worried we might not find someone. Of course I also thought we would be forced to wait another year due to scheduling issues.
But here we are, doing some late night packing in preparation for the 5+ hours journey to my "reactivation". All the phone calls and research finally paying off! I guess from here on it's just crossed-fingers and silent prayers. ... well, okay, something else will come into play at some point, but I'm not allowed to even think about that for at least a month after surgery. a month!
If you've been reading, thanks for the support. If you haven't been, well, I find it odd that you are reading now, but hey, whatever; glad you're here. Hopefully you've got a chuckle or two out of all of this; I know we certainly try to make all of this as entertaining for ourselves as possible. Just a way to make it bearable since there are obviously other things we would rather be doing, but this is what we have to do.
So often my thoughts are on what Joel would be doing now; what he would be like. When we are doing something (shopping, eating, whatever) I think about how it might differ having both our sons with us. The same thing goes for when we are around the house. So today was odd for me, as we prepared for this trip; as we prepare to leave Jules with his grandparents for 2 nights, I started to think, "I don't know that I could leave our 2 month old." Then I realized, we wouldn't. There would be no trip, no packing, no VCR, no 'quest'... there would be so much more. So very much more.
So, we try to make it entertaining, so that it is bearable.
Wish me luck.