Bring Him Home

One benefit of living in Utah County is that you can almost bet that Sunday will be a day to avoid crowds. This turns out to be a huge deal to those who are immunocompromised and have to stay out of heavily populated areas. The movie theater is luckily not an exception to this rule.

We knew we wanted to see Les Miserables in the theater since we learned it was coming out. Jake's diagnosis threatened those plans. So we let a few weeks go by, and chose a Sunday matinee to attend (I know. I can already hear the judgement ;) ). I'm so glad we did! I loved the deeper story that the film version brought to the musical, and it added some things that I didn't recognize in the stage version.

As we draw closer to admission to start the transplant process, my emotions are very much on the surface. I found myself sobbing as Jean Valjean sang "Bring Him Home" and recognized the pleas of my heart to be that of the same. I could feel myself begging to God to just let Jake come home; he's so young. I feel comfort in knowing that the many blessings we have received have said that God will take care of him, but sometimes I wonder how it is that God sees fit to take care of him.

I hope for a future of happiness, and even welcome the sorrows if it means continued life together. I have dreams of building a house with Jake, of having another baby, and of experiencing more travel and family vacations. I pray that life continues and we are allowed such blessings.

About transplant: we are so far on schedule to be admitted on 1/13. This gives us a week to get everything together and to enjoy our time with Jake at home. We have not heard anything contradicting these plans as of yet, so this is what we are anticipating.

I can't believe how nervous I can get. I'm just trying to look ahead and to find things to look forward to in the future. In the meantime, I'll continue my pleas of "Bring Him Home".