Thank YOU

Today for the first time we are beginning to get our lives back.

Exactly twenty-one days ago, in the midst of making mooncakes, Diane announced that she was dizzy. We waited for two more days by when it did not improved, we saw the doctor and from then on it has been anxious ride of coping with dizziness and blurring vision. Of hospital stays, daily injections, MRIs, eye checks... Of feeling so alone despite the many people who have been keeping us in prayer. Of breaking down in tears and being embarrased. Of learning to walk very, very slowly beside my daughter. Of being humbled and asking for more prayers. Of being scared. Of being angry. Of receiving His peace.

We walked at the Botanical Gardens this morning. Half a round before she got dizzy again. For the first time ever in her life, we walked slower than her dad. But we finished the round. Tonight I put in two hours working on my garden and she was there throughout, on her own steam. (I believe I have passed on my appreciation for beautiful plants to my two children.) At last we are seeing light at the end of the tunnel we are presently in. Thank you God for answering our prayers.