A week ago I left Texas and returned home to the farm. It was quite a month away! I hadn't expected to stay that long, but the birth of our grandson, Patrick, was very scary and hard. (When I write the word "scary" it reminds me of my grandson, David. Often he would say a word that I tought was scary, but it really was the way he was saying "silly." Two words that mean very different things, and as a little boy would he found many things silly and not scary. There was no mistaking Patrick's birth in this way... it was truly about as scary as I could ever imagine! I had, I thought, been present at his death in the womb!) After being there a month and sharing so much with mostly Maria, but of course her entire family... there are many experiences and family routines we shared. I still am calling on a regular basis to see how things are going and how little Patrick is doing.
Maria assures me that Patrick does know how to cry. "I think that he gets hungry and then he cries, but not an all out crying spell yet." He is passing all of his tests - meeting his new doctors, who will keep track of him more closely than most due to his traumatic birth. They seem to recognize a true miracle, when they realize how he came into the world. We have heard so much and as we say in the midst of a crisis..."You hear it all!"
Morning and night Patrick has to get his siezure meds. He doesn't like them, but Maria gets them into him, and she coaxes him by reminding him that after he is done that he gets "the good yummy food!" I am sure that he is getting all that he should be getting - Maria is relentless in getting her kids to eat and do what they are supposed to. She is a determined discipliner of her children, and they show it in their sweetness and goodness.
Home a week and lots of time with my ailing husband. He is still slowly recovering from a mysterious infection in his right knee. I try to nurse him, but after the ortho doctor telling him that he could be on it... well, he just does too much. I just hope and pray that by time we are to go to Kansas City to see Hallel that he is as good as new. I am praying for so much to fall into place for those 3 days! A baby has to arrive, a family from Texas has to find a way, I have to switch weekends to work, and I have to pray without ceasing that it can all fall into place for all 19 of our family to be together with Susan/little Sister Hallel! Lord, you know how badly I want to be together. Please make a way! I know that it is all in your hands. Jesus, I trust in you. Go with me today that I may see your face in all I do and with all I meet. As Mother Mary shows us..."On earth, the Blessed Virgin offered her life in that obedient service which is true worship of God. In heaven, she leads the song or eternal praise which rises like incense before the throne of God." see www.magnificat.com May we be like Mary! Amen and Halleluia
Bless-bless, Barb
"You shall worship the Lord, your God, and him alone shallyou serve." Luke 4:8
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