Fall is here! There is a bite in the air, football is on the TV, apples are 58 cents a pound, and I wore leggings, boots and a sweater over the weekend. I love the crisp air and smell of burning wood when I step outside. If only winter didn't follow it, Fall would be perfect!
This weekend we made a whirlwind trip to the city where my middle son spent time in the NICU. Every year they have a NICU reunion, and this was his 10 year reunion. We haven't been in five years, so it was wonderful to go back. All the kids enjoyed the bouncy houses, the carnival games, the fair food, and the free sno cones and cotton candy. It was a kid's dream come true. And it was all free to us! We spoke to one of his nurses while we there (though we never crossed paths with his neonatologist, unfortunately), and I couldn't help but ponder how different things were just 10 years ago. My son had just come home from the NICU after a seven-week stint there. He was on oxygen, with a feeding tube and an apnea monitor. Life was scary and challenging. But this weekend - I watched my son run and jump and laugh. He is a healthy boy now - not fully without medical issues, but healthy and strong. And oh-so-happy. I wish I could have had a glimpse back then of the boy he is now!
Unrelated to Fall:
This morning at church, our pastor referenced Constantine (the Emperor) in his sermon. I was holding a certain little boy who heard the name and whipped his head up and looked at me.
"No", I whispered. "He is not talking about the scary Muppet Frog."