OH MY Trying to catch my breath.

Today I had to do a bunch of things.  I let my self do something for me and then hit the SCCA. Simple little in and out but then I ran into someone. Oh my. Oh dear.  Oh God why does this happen to a child.

I saw Mario.  He is one of Mary-Elizabeth's transplant buddies. His transplant was a day before hers and I love his mom.  She is always happy and positive.  I would not have recognized him.  He was asleep and bundled up.  It took my breath away.  His mom was sitting next to him as happy as a clam to be out of the hospital.  We had not seen him for months because of a number of infections he had.


I realized why they are calling Mary-E a rock star.  Mario is so sick.  When I stopped by the church I lit several extra candles. He was a big strong kid.  I am hoping only the best for him.  I guess I had assumed everyone was doing fine but as I think back maybe the only kids I saw were those kids that were making real progress. 

I am wondering if the reason they keep us apart is because of how hard this process can be. I knew we went through hell but after what I saw today, I think we were only on level 2 or 3. (I have to re-read Dante.)

It gave me some hope, some perspective and something great to be happy about on this Good Friday.  It is a good Friday.  

In case you are wondering, four men, two with experience and two without CAN lift a new fridge over the purple counter and it does not cause me to have a stroke.  See great day.