More Tender Mercies

Monday night Paul was really confused and making unusual requests. He kept pulling the sheet from the bed and asking me to tape his legs together with it. When I asked why, he said, "For evidence." It had been a long, tiring day and in my exasperation I said, "I don't know how much more of this I can handle." Well, Paul was listening, and in a rare moment of clarity said, "Why don't you lay down here on the bed and get warm." He moved over as best he could, put his arm around me and true to character, as ever, he comforted me.

I feel like I need to explain a little about my birthday gift and this one. When I said it was "my Paul," that wasn't quite accurate. In reality, it was more like my Paul, celestialized. Kind of gives me something to look forward to...

He sleeps most of the time now. He doesn't respond to much of anything or anyone. He appears to be getting closer to leaving. I am so grateful for the decision we made to bring him home, it was the right one; and for this opportunity to serve the wonderful man who is my best friend and husband.

Many of you have asked what you can do to help our family. At this point, there really isn't anything we need: our fridge, freezer and pantry are bursting at the seams, and we are doing well, emotionally. So just continue to pray. I'm sure there will be a time in the days and weeks to come, when we will need your help and support in a more tangible way, but in the meantime, thank you for your love and concern. We have been blessed by each of you.