It was good to come home and see that all looked wonderful.
As I was unloading my suitcase for the next couple of days, I could not help but be brought to tears. Stephen had managed well. When I called in the mornings, he was gently guiding the girls through the morning routine. He managed the morning school routine relatively smoothly, even though he really is not a morning person. He had surprised the girls with a visit to Claire's and bought them some special treats there. The evening time seemed to roll along peacefully. He knows what is good for the girls by bringing them to London to see the lodge for themselves so their imaginations do not get the better of them. He juggled the demands of his job while holding up the home front all on his own. His compassion for the members of Trinity was evident as he was telling me how he managed his work schedule too. He was an encouraging voice to hear on the cell at anytime. He definitely provides much of the strength and love that holds this family together.
I don't know every thing that he had to deal these past few days but I know that each of his actions are done out of pure love for our family. He has taken this additional work of balancing work and home life on his own this week only because he knows how much the girls need it. While it is hard as adults at times to deal with how this disease disrupts our family life, Stephen has given up much in order to make it easier.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
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