I've been gradually reading all of your wonderful email messages to my dad these past few days. At one point he was overwhelmed with emotion, "people really want to say something to me." One of the main lessons he learned from his arduous time in the hospital was what it means to be loved, by God and by others. "I've been talking about this stuff my whole life, now I'm really experiencing it." Thank you all for your great love for my dad!
Here are a couple pictures from yesterday of Rod with his kids and (most of) his grandkids. We're having some sweet moments together despite discomfort, lack of mobility and energy, and some difficulty breathing. Now that we're through the first flurry of activity moving back home and getting settled, we'll see how the days progress. I expect I'll check in again here late in the week or over the weekend.
Glory to God for all things!