There is a new church opening today in our neighborhood. A “Grand Opening”, their banner says. So we’re going to do our best to check it out. I’m feeling tentative about taking Ramona out in public, but we would really like to be going to church if possible, so we’re going to keep her close and limit her contact with fellow church goers.

Even though it’s only about 8:30, we’ve already had a busy morning. If you had told me ten years ago that I’d be mopping the kitchen floor at 7:00 on a Sunday morning, I’d have thought you were off your nut. But morning seems to be the best time to TCB. Simon’s usually pretty chipper and self-sufficient and Ramona’s usually sleeping.

I was going through photos last night, freeing up some much needed space on my computer. I am really struck by how much better and bigger she looks now than she did right after surgery. Today’s shot was taken six weeks ago. This was the first day that she opened her eyes after they weaned the paralytic post-surgery. I remember thinking when I took this shot, “She looks so good!”. Just goes to show, it’s all relative.

I’ve always thought of Palm Sunday as a time to expect great things. Although the grief of Good Friday is still ahead, you know that something really good is coming after that. Today, Palm Sunday, I am praying a prayer of praise and thanks and rejoicing in this extra time we’ve been given with Ramona. I am praying that the coming months will be, just like Holy Week, a time to anticipate a miracle of healing. And although I know that there still may be unknown griefs around the corner, I will try today to expect that something wonderful is coming.

Pray with me, Jane.

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