It has been a rough couple of weeks around here.
March is a difficult month for us every year.
We lost Justin four years ago, but the wounds are still so fresh.
And then, on April 3rd, just days after the anniversary of the accident, we got news
that my brother had suffered a massive heart attack.
To the hospital we went:
March is a difficult month for us every year.
We lost Justin four years ago, but the wounds are still so fresh.
And then, on April 3rd, just days after the anniversary of the accident, we got news
that my brother had suffered a massive heart attack.
To the hospital we went:
There has been a lot of prayer.
A lot of waiting.
A lot of driving {the hospital is an hour away}
A lot of hand holding.
A lot of tears.
A lot of praise.
A lot of recovery.
I won't go into all the details, but if you pray, we would love prayers.
This will be a long journey back to health.

{A little view out one of the hospital balconies}
We've had good days too. And I'll post about those soon.
Days of sunshine, and tulips, and nature walks, and family.
Days of sunshine, and tulips, and nature walks, and family.




