Our first best week, in months and months. My heart becomes fuller and fuller each day. Each morning as we talk. Or text. And I can see his body being filled with health. Sadness, pain and a sick weak body growing and evolving. Never taking one day for granted. Taste buds touching food, and making a human feel like a human. Hands that aren't as shaky as they've been for months and months. He has a long way to go, but there's so much hope and love blossoming.
Amidst fear, and tribulations, it is good to remember that there is still hope and love. Faith always triumphs in the end.
The human spirit is a tough animal. Never one to give in.
Because of her, he's willing, and pushing.
Love always wins. Even when the weight of the world tries to pull you down.
Through all the tears, and long unconditional hugs.
They still remain strong. I'm so glad they have each-other.
Love wins.
Wishes to you all for a peaceful weekend. Filled with good food, and cold breezes....where-ever you may find them.
Happy Father's Day to you Daddy's out there....
HUGS!
This Mama Lisa
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