So my life since Wednesday has been filled with resting, working around the house when I feel a little better, working, and resting. ie, lots of Grey's Anatomy. Nyquil and Dayquil are my best friends, along with Halls citrus cough drops. Today I feel much better than I have, except for one thing. My throat is terribly dry feeling but it's not dry. My kids have all the energy in the world, which makes me even more tired. Courtney just came over to me with $1 in dimes and told me that "Grandma said we can buy the kitten from her for only ONE dollar. I have one dollar here. I can buy the kitten." :/ or not. I just told her to put the money away and go lay down and watch a movie. It's too late for an afternoon nap, but they are exhausted. I just finished a family photo shoot, in which time my cough drops lost all effectiveness. :( That's all I feel like saying. I'm going to curl up in a ball on the couch with more Grey's Anatomy and a blanket. Nothing like Doctor drama to veg out to.
Caleb's funeral was today. There were so many emotions going. It started out okay. People coming in, greeting them, trying to find where my girls were running off to with friends and cousins. So many people came to support us yesterday and today. We were so blessed and so thankful to all who came. It was a great funeral. The music, the message, the friends who got up and spoke. Some of the things said that really meant a lot to me were: 1) Anyone who says that someone physically handicap has no quality of life needs just to look at the life of Caleb to be proven 100% wrong. He lived life to it's fullest. He was a great man of God who studied theology, he wrote wonderfully, and he loved people. His lifelong battle with Duchenne's Muscular Dystrophy never got in the way of his faith, family, and friends. He didn't complain about his handicap. He lived strong in spite of it. 2) Anyone who knows my family knows what trials we have faced. One friend said: All of you ou...
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