Sometimes it's hard to believe that there really was a before. The last five months have been so intense, so all-consuming that "real life" seems like another lifetime completely. For several months it was so painful to me to think about the past and what we had lost. It was equally painful to think about the future and the fear of the unknown. So I survived by living completely in the now. "We'll make it through the next five minutes and then go from there."
But we've been incredibly blessed. Our life now is not only near "normal", but with our new perspectives and experiences it's very much enriched. So I look to the future with hope and I am grateful for the past.
Six months ago, just weeks before the hospital and without a care in the world, we spent a relaxing day celebrating our little town. We love this community SO much. It only took a few months of living here for me to say that if we ever moved, Matt would have to drag me away kicking and screaming. After the last few months though, it would be over my dead body. Dramatic, I know. But I really do love these people THAT much!