Some of you took notice, so I wanted to share quickly why it's been so quiet on my blog this week. We returned home last night from a pretty intense stretch of days. My husband, Kevin ended up in the ER Tuesday night and was taken by ambulance to Hamot in Erie for a possible heart attack. Without getting into all of the details, I'm so grateful to share that he did not have a heart attack, he is back at home recovering, and after some much needed rest and an overdue reevaluation of his schedule, we're hoping that this was nothing more than an incredibly frightening perfect storm of things that we can prevent from ever happening again.
This morning as I walked from room to room, while everyone was still sleeping, I was stopped in my tracks by it all. With emotions still so fresh from losing my dad to heart failure just last month, everything seems to have a slightly altered sense to it now, like I'm seeing everything with new eyes. For me, my family is everything. As these days wear on, I promise to hold even closer all that we've created together. All that is busy and beautiful and ordinary that I don't ever want to take for granted.