Having a moment

Is this really happening?

Forrest said last night that he was exhausted, so he couldn't imagine how Asia and I felt. We hugged and held each other for a little bit out in Dixie's yard. Then he said, "We'll have some more good news from Dad tomorrow."

I'm so grateful that we siblings have one another. No one else in the world knows how it feels to be your kid, just wanting to crawl into that bed with you, press our heads to your chest and calm ourselves with your heartbeat, like little puppies or bear cubs.

But that is not our reality. Papa Bear is hurt. Getting better every day, mind you, but hurt bad.

Asia and Forrest have been stepping up to the power of 10. I told the reconstruction contractor yesterday that if he spoke with one of us, he could be sure we were in alignment. I'll have to be back in Denver at some point, and I want it to be clear that we aren't people you can divide and conquer. (Not that he's shown any signs of trying to. He's been great. But I just wanted to make that clear right up front.)

Yep. This is really happening. Thank God for Asia and Forrest. And everyone who's helping us to get through this. All of you reading and praying: Thank you.