Healing

 As I think about this week, I think about all the time and effort that has been put into healing. For Carrigan this week has definitely been a mixed bag. We had missed school, sleepless nights, a missed game and practice and horrible panic attacks. On the other hand, we had PT appointments, exercises, effort, and periods of hope.

This weekend in particular has been a positive one. It didn't start out that way with CC not feeling well enough for her game on Saturday morning, but then a switch flipped mid day. She wanted to choose dinner, she wanted to go the store and help make her dinner idea, she was dancing around and telling jokes. This morning the glimmer continued. She's playing with Elsie, dancing around, being silly. I don't know how long this will last, and it's definitely a lot for the boys in the house who have gotten used to a more subdued CC, but for me it represents hope, something I haven't felt in a while.

I also have been working hard this week on healing my ankle. Sometimes, that also feels like an impossibly long road, but I can already see how far I have come and I know we will get there eventually.

Yesterday, Merrick had a fight of his own. His basketball game yesterday afternoon was not going well. They were down by 15 and, after an injury in the first half, they had no subs. They were exhausted but he (and they) continued to fight. The game ended in a tie. Overtime ended in a tie. They ended up winning the game in sudden death after Merrick got the jump ball to start the sudden death period.

Life has been hard lately, but we continue to fight and not give up. Maybe that is the family theme of the week.