Living Room Ballet On Day 465

IMG_4492Justin’s lip is healing up nicely, and he’s no longer in excruciating pain. I now, definitely, get the purpose and benefit of wishes for kids with life-threatening illnesses, even if they aren’t necessarily terminal. Even on relatively good days, childhood cancer suffering is intense and just plain long.

In anticipation of the trip, Justin is the happiest I’ve seen him in hundreds of days. It makes my heart hurt in that good kind of way. A thousand thank yous to the Make-A-Wish Foundation. 

A sweet friend and reader asked, today, if I “got into” my shorts in preparation for the hot Florida sun. Kinda forgot about that, so figured I better try them on. As long as they stay away from the high heat drying cycle, we’re good.

Walking and choking down apple cider vinegar has paid off. Gleeful and relieved, I treated the boys to my very own lip syncing ballet rendition of that Frozen song nobody can stand anymore.

They were like: Mom. Please. Stop it. They acted all entirely mortified and embarrassed, but they were probably just pretending again. I was good.

Sometimes you just need to dance in your living room.

… yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee. Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands… Isaiah 49:15b-16a (KJV)

It may feel like it at times, but we are not forgotten. Grace be with you, my friends.

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