And He Walks With Me...

Which is a huge deal - not Christ walking with me, I mean He's done that for decades.

But B-10 walking.

Finally.

After an MRI last week (which had all sorts of tragically funny things happening), he's been given the go ahead to start walking again. No more wheelchair!

I should have some sort of praise to spout off, something witty and well thought out.

But I've just remembered what it's like to chase two boys around a house, and frankly, I'm a bit preoccupied with play-fighting and bug hunting to think up a paragraph or two.

God answers prayers. Four months of confinement has shaped B-10 in ways even I don't fully understand, but I'm thankful for every minute of it.

And I'm glad it's over.

Now - on to our next adventure!

~Lone Butterfly )i(