Thursday, December 18, 2014

Still kickin'

It sure has been awhile since I last wrote. Close to 4 months since I last gave any descriptive updates. When asked in person how we are doing, I often try to limit myself as I could go on forever. And, honestly, most people want the cliff notes not the novel or even the novella. So, it is here that I allow myself to go further.

The last 4 months have not been too boring to write about, it was much to the contrary, but instead of it being about Everett's battle with Leukemia it was our battle against unfortunate events with our home.

I won't go on with all the details, but it has been a very tiring process and it has lead to a need to sell our home and go through all of our belongs (for a second time, if anyone is counting). For those who don't know, we have had issues with mold before and had to throw out or clean a great deal...and that was just the two of us. This time we had an extra set of things to go through. The victory in this...belongs don't add up to much for me or Jeff. There is freedom in that.

We battled, prayed and talked with others as Jeff and I tried to make the right decision for our family. And, in the end, it became simple. Either we devote time and money to my dream (money pit) home or we devote time and money to our family (and others). The peeps won, hands down. We wanted to take hold of this home and fix it up ourselves, but life changed and we needed to change too. We all have to maintain our focus on what really matters or we will find ourselves moving in hopeless circles.

So, we are now nearing the closing date for our home and we are in an apartment for the moment. The next move is uncertain, but we will figure it out.

Ev continues to do well. He still gets sick every other week or so and continues to feel tired at random, but on the whole he is doing well and having fun. He is growing like a weed and weighs 47 lbs., which is quite a workout (lets just say I could sell tickets for my own gun show). He barely fits in his stroller, which I try to use as much as possible...his feet drag and practically pull him out of his seat. That's probably why he wants to be buckled in all the time (or the fact that an "X" appears on his chest when buckled in...X-Men).

And, we are now officially at the half way mark in his treatment. Only 1 1/2 years to go.

Merry Xmas all! And, thanks for checking in with us!