The past few months have seemed like a whirlwind, yet also the longest months of my life.
In November we moved into our dream home. An old home in the historic district of our small town. I thought it would be tough for me to move from the home that Nathan and I built together and brought our children home to, but honestly it has been a breath of fresh air. One of my best friends bought our home and that made it so much easier. Plus the kiddos have adjusted to our new home so well. There are some fun (and not so fun- electrical, heating and air, blah blah blah) updates that we are doing that I am so excited to share with y’all!
December brought on some very hard days. My dad was in the hospital for most of the month. He had heart failure for the past 20+ years, which you would never know because he managed it so well. He was very private about his health and just did what he needed to do to keep on trucking along- and he did it well. When he went into the hospital, he had a lot of fluid on his heart, which they couldn’t seem to get under control. Daddy was transferred to Emory, where he was in the absolute best hands. During his time at Emory, he made a decision to have major open heart surgery that the doctors felt confident would be successful and improve his quality of life. The day of his surgery was the absolute longest day of my life. What was supposed to be a 4-6 hour surgery turned into a 12 hour surgery. There ended up being some major unforeseen complications. Daddy made it through the surgery, but the doctors told us “he is the sickest you can be and still be alive” which was just terrifying to hear. The next couple of days dragged on- daddy was hanging on, but the doctors continued to say he was in extremely critical condition. After a few more days he passed away. This was a little over 3 weeks ago (I think- I feel like I’ve lost all track of time), and it just doesn’t feel real. My emotions seem to come in waves. I will be fine, and then something sparks a memory and the tears start flowing. I’m not sure if it will ever feel real that Daddy is gone.
Today is the first day in a new month and I am making a conscious effort to “get back on track.” January is in the past and I am excited to share some fun new things in the upcoming months. Everything from the current leggings and joggers I’m living in to new home projects to my kiddos recent ventures… stay tuned…
P.S. I didn’t proofread this post because it was hard to write in the first place so if there are grammatical mistakes, please forgive me!
