No News Is Good News

Quick Update:

He is still moving forward. Art went to school yesterday to Morning Meeting and got a standing ovation from the students and staff. He said it was hard for him to talk afterwards. He is missed there. When those students stood up, the last bit of doubt regarding how important he is vanished.

We stumble ackwardly to each other. We are reaquainting ourselves, showing patience and wonder in who we have become and how this experience has changed us. There are days I can't stand to let him leave my sight and then there are days it's like hanging out with a good friend. I know this is what it was before August 24th, but it looks cleaner. It's as if I am a baby and taking every movement, every tonal change, every chuckle and frownline in, trying to integrate it all to something that makes sense. I ask myself how has he changed? What did that frown mean? Does this affect me? In response I am surprised that I am planted firmly in my own space. I no longer feel the need to interpret how he feels and then to act on it. That leaves me giddy. I'm growing! I'm maturing! And he is too.

Art has a CTScan on Friday. We are looking for a no-nodes clean result. We are anxious, nervous, on edge a bit but overshadowing all this, we are thankful. Thankful for the time we've had to rest, to think, to reconnect (no matter how ackward it goes), to admire, adore and love the kids, each other and ourselves. So while the test looms out there, we are centered in here, feeling triumphant. We made it through! We made it through together! Where ever we go from here, that fact will not change.

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