Home, home on the range

For a few days following Eden's latest fall, Brian seemed to be coaching me through each of my daily activities:

It started with... "get it together, Jane" (that's what he calls me) ...followed by scraping me up off the dining room floor as we headed to the ER with Eden. That was the harshest moment... they have been very gentle and subtle ever since.

Then, there was... "it's time to get out of bed" ,"could you call the pharmacy?" or "don't forget to stop by the grocery store".

And several times... "would you please eat something".

Finally, at Eden's transplant appointment on Friday, he asked for special permission to leave town and go to my parent's ranch in western Kansas. They could see the desperation in our eyes (I was on the brink of a complete meltdown) and agreed based on her heart's continued success.

So by that evening, we were in the car heading east... where the deer and antelope roam. This was truly divine intervention: two full days to relax in the solitude and relish in some good 'ol family time.

Eden had so much fun with her cousins, aunt, uncle, grandparents, and even the dogs. See cousins Campbell and Whitney below.

Thank you so much to "the ranch" for embracing, nourishing, entertaining, and replenishing us.

We will be back soon!