I have tried several times to start this, but it's too long, too emotional, and I just don't know what to say to put it all in a box and wrap a bow around it for a blog post.
I realized I can't, and I will post each "event" separately, next time I can process. Right now I'm too tired and scattered.
Many of my Facebook friends and family have been 'in the know" because of my updates, but here, in a nutshell, is what has happened.
My husband was taken by ambulance from work to the hospital on Wednesday. He thought he might have had a heart attack, but all tests have ruled that out. He is alive and well, and home, and that's the brief version. He came home today.
But yesterday I had to say final goodbyes to Brownie. It was heart-wrenching, and I never would have chosen to do that on Valentine's Day, but after much prayer, counsel, and crying, I took her to the vet. We are all at peace about the decision, and now she is at peace, too.
And coming up? Our daughter moves out this weekend.
A Triple Whammy of a week, but so many answered prayers and countless graces have been part of all the sadness. I feel buoyed, relieved, immensely grateful, and can tell you with complete peace, it is well with my soul.