What a great time!

Man, I love those girls! Sharon and Hannah got to come home last weekend. . . and got to stay the week! I still had to go to work, but, man! what a difference having those people around is! I mean that in a good way :) This weekend Sarah got to see her sister again and had a wonderful time feeding her, carrying her, playing with her. . . being a sister!

God has seasons for everything.

I've been bitter lately about some things God has chosen to act differently upon; Mimi for instance. (I don't really know if a semicolon goes there, but I know you read it with the appropriate inflection) Turns out, though, I'm not all that different than Jesus in terms of my prayer requests. Jesus asked His loving, all-knowing Heavenly Father, "Let this cup pass!" And God said. . .well, you know the story.

We had a drought. It rained. I had stress at work. It lifted. I missed my wife and daughter for 6 weeks. They came home. Be faithful. Sit back and live.

Hannah is smiling regularly (when she sees her father!), Laughing occasionally (much more so with her father), trying her darndest to sit up, sitting in the Boppy our friends Bob and Libby let us borrow, kicking and kicking and kicking, turning her head to and for and to, and being ever so expressive!

They have gone back to Chattanooga to square away things. . . but they'll be back :)

MiMi

Part of Hannah's story is the amount of drive that she gave her grandmother, Marilyn Holcomb, Sharon's mom. Mrs Holcomb was diagnosed with a rare cancer of the Peritoneam (sp?). She outlived the standard life expectancy of Peritoneal Cancer patients by double - all because she wanted to see, hold, love and enjoy Hannah. MiMi completed her journey today at 12:00p.m. It's funny because she had chiming mantle clocks in her house. That's not the funny part. The one in her bedroom has recently gotten hung up every 10, 11 and 12 o'clock hours. On those hours it would ringing seemingly incessantly. Actually it would ring about 15-20 times. Mrs Holcomb took her last breath right before the 12 o'clock chiming. We were right there with her watching to see if she was going to take another breath as the clock started. Well. . . we listened and watched as that clock started doing it's thing. But just as we noticed that it had rung it's annoying 20 times, it kept going. . . and going. . . and going. We all (me, Sharon and Shirley Bunn) started cracking up through our tears. I'll be danged if MiMi's spirit wasn't over there ringing that bell announcing her full and total arrival in Heaven.

So, how's the baby? :)

Everyone's so nice to ask. To which I say, "uhuhuh" (grunted version of "I don't know). Sharon and Hannah are in Chattanooga full time now. I've seen them 8 days in the last month.

Mrs Holcomb's friends have risen to the occasion to be there, helping Sharon in ways that are immeasurable. My mom and dad are up there for their 2nd week helping out. Of course, Hannah is in paradise with Nanny and PaPa there!

Mrs. Holcomb is very slowly declining. Sharon is doing an amazing job. Pray for 'Godspeed.'