So it's been some time since I've posted.....umm...a year perhaps.  But maybe I've said it before, I blog everyday in my head.  This time I've had idle time to sit and write....and write....and write.  Our oldest son has spent a good portion of the summer in and out of the hospital.  Here's what I've learned this summer.....

• Although I am not yet 40, I apparently do not even closely resemble child-bearing age.  Just ask the radiology techs who so happily hand out the lead vests.
• Family is always there.
• Never underestimate hospital food....or coffee.
• The scenic route can change your attitude.
• Illness defines friendships.
• There will be that one medical professional that so foolishly asks when your T1 child is low, "Do you normally let him eat after he goes low?"
• Therapy dogs make for beautiful smiles.
• Residents.....
• My children are relentlessly courageous.
• Even a good christian girl with a heart for God can make a sailor look like a saint.
• It is possible to be so sleep deprived, you can momentarily become jealous of those resting eternally in a roadside graveyard.
• When you live on an island and the bridge to said island is 70 years old, always have a plan B....and C
• Laughter, at your own expense, can feel good.
• If you sleep in a waiting room with a motion activated light switch, your sleep will be interrupted... Every time you twitch.
• Rarely....very rarely are our intentions the same as God's.....just try catching up on laundry.