You know, the calm before the storm? But in this case, it's a pretty wonderful storm.
Joseph is here until next Saturday when he gets married. Jonny, Avanlee & Elend come back early Tuesday.
And Andrew comes home Friday!! YAY!! Yeah, this is the week that makes the past two years seem like forever. He's our sixth missionary and with each of them, while we were in the midst of it, it just seemed like normal, everyday, whatever. They were gone, but they were supposed to be. This last week though, before they come home, draaaaags on.
So Friday, Andrew gets here and then we have the wedding dinner (that I'm in charge of). Saturday is Joseph's and Sarah's wedding (she's awesome!) and reception. Sunday, Andrew will speak in church and we'll have people over here (that I'm also in charge of). Monday I may not get out of bed. Just kidding. I'm sure there's something else on the horizon, I'm just not looking that far ahead right now.
Now the processing part, it's not nearly as nice.
Last week actually was pretty good. We had everyone (who was in town) over to celebrate the 4th with a cookout, and then they scattered to various fireworks displays. Michael, Aaron, my mother-in-law and I were able to go to the Saratoga Springs Temple open house on Wednesday. Aaron had a cardio appointment on Thursday that went well. (I think this may have been somewhat a formality since we've never seen this doc in clinic, only in the hospital and she's been his specialist for over a year.)Provo City Center open house seven years ago. At the time, Aaron was in a pretty good place. Oh, we had our ups and downs, but overall, he was pretty stable. This time, this time I'm still in a state of hyper-vigilance, watching, worrying (yeah, I know that doesn't really help), and wondering what comes next.
Generally, only temple recommend holding members can enter the temple once it is dedicated, unless it's a child being sealed to their parents. However, I recently learned that if a handicapped child is over the age of 18, and has not been baptized because they are considered not accountable, they can be present for the marriage of a sibling. So if he lives to 18 and one of his siblings is being married, he can be there. When I learned this, it was amazing. But on Wednesday, as we sat in the Celestial Room, all I could think of was, "what if this is the only time we get to do this." And it was hard.
I just learned that a sweet friend's daughter will not be with them any more. She was admitted to a different hospital just before Aaron was, and discharged this week so she would pass at home and not at the hospital. My heart aches for her. And also for me. Vicarious trauma and anticipatory grief is real.