Last week we got the go-ahead to come home for two weeks. After a particularly challenging month of things going wrong, of struggling to figure out why Norm was losing the use of his arms, of worrying about a relapse, of seeing all our transplant dates cancelled because of a delay... we flew home.
Norm still needs help dressing and washing but things are slowly improving.
I'm trying to be calm about the fact that he may need to repeat a cycle of the drug that has caused this side effect; I'm trying not to stress out about the transplant delay; I'm trying to remain thankful and count my blessings.
It has been very difficult at times but this week I gained a new perspective.
On October 4th the island got hit with a hurricane.
During the storm, I emailed my son to let him know that he might not be able to reach us with baby news - our first grandchild was on the way! - if we lost power or internet access. Our internet went down shortly after that.
It came on again late that night.
Just in time for the video chat call from England at midnight introducing us to Elizabeth Joy, 6 pounds 9 ounces.
Elizabeth Joy. We don't know her yet. We haven't held her. We've only seen her on a tiny screen and seen photos of her.
My cousin sent this comment to me when he heard the news.
"God works in mysterious ways. Brings a hurricane with all its destructive force and then restores your internet so you can see the wonderful gift He's given your family! "
And he's right.
Elizabeth Joy is an affirmation.
A reminder that God is in charge and that in the middle of the storms of life - both literal and figurative - wonderful things happen!
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