Out of the Funk

Ever since we discovered Elianna's reaction to corn with the patch testing I have been in a frustrated, helpless, sad, not-sure-what-to-do funk. It has been very difficult to shake. Funny how the Almighty takes care of things like this.

Recently some friends of ours had their twins extremely premature. In fact, she had the babies a week or so ago, and the babies are not due until January or February. Last night I learned that one of the extremely premature babies has gone to be with Jesus, and the other is barely hanging on with several brain bleeds.

This morning one of MFFs called and in conversation we discussed a friend she has with stage four breast cancer, and her three small children. Her chances are grim and she will most likely be leaving her babies behind.

I looked at my Ellie this morning and realized that both of these families would say: You still have her.

In spite of the stress, the unknowns, and the extreme lifestyle changes, Elianna appears to be happy, healthy, and growing like an average toddler. The Lord is protecting her future. Our home will be healthier in the end and we will be forced to rethink things to the 'nth' degree. She still suffers, she is still in pain often, and we have no idea to what extent she will be affected for life. But in the end our major stresses boil down to time and money - not enough. And the Lord promises to take care of us if we just let him. We still have her, and I wouldn't trade a minute of it. Good bye funk!