My son's speech therapist was trying to explain yet something else I "should" be doing with him right now...Oh, and that he was acting out "behaviorally" when I was in the room during therapy.

Really. Knock me over with a feather. He's acting out after mom's been gone to chime and hospitalized for two weeks? Home....

There's nothing like everything that we're trying to do right now to strip ones priorities to the bare bones..

Love them.

Keep them fed.

Keep them clean (reasonably...They are kids).

Get relocated to Florida.

Get back on chime (did I mention I got a "vacation" to stop and relocate my family--I'll restart in late Jan/early Feb?!?!).

Somewhere in there, we'll do therapy exercises, and maybe I'll even grow a little hair (see, vanity really does die a hard death!).

Grace has to be sufficient...And I'm trying to remember that when others may (in the best of intentions) forget.

There will be time for exercises. Time for homeschooling (although, amazingly enough, we've lost NO ground at all). Time for thank you notes and outdoor Christmas lights.

Now is the time for rest, for work, for lots of hugs and kisses.

And lots and lots of grace.