A Blessed Man

It’s Alex. As I sit here in what has become my chair / bed over the past 48 hours in this hospital, I peek up from the computer only to see my precious wife and child asleep together in the toddler size bed; Holly with her arms around Kirkley, and Kirkley with her arms around an Aubie doll. Kirkley seems to be responding well to the antibiotics, her blood work looks good, and she seems to be moving her arm a little bit more. We don’t have an answer to what caused this, or what it really is, but whatever it is seems to be getting better. I am again reminded that the Lord watches out for his children. How fitting that this be happening on Easter weekend, as we celebrate the single greatest example of God’s love for us. I celebrate the incredible resurrection of Jesus; but also celebrate the active hand that God has in my life. God has entrusted me with an incredible woman who reminds me more of Jesus than anyone I have ever known. She has spent the last few days in this hospital keeping me calm, Kirkley calm, and getting answers. Once she was satisfied that there was progress with Kirkley, and that any immediate threat was gone, she switched gears to try to figure out if the Easter Bunny could somehow visit the ten foot by ten foot strip of grass at this hospital so Kirkley could hunt for some eggs. With needles and stitches and surgery and I.V.s and no real answers, my wife is wanting to be sure that the fact that we are celebrating this weekend a little differently then planned does not keep Kirkley from having some fun. She is the definition of selfless, and she has done an amazing job as a mommy during these rough past couple of days. I am without question, blessed. Happy Easter to everyone. Thank you for your thoughts, prayers, and friendships.

Alex