Strength from God is something I struggle to fully articulate.  This mornings post was straight to the point I guess.
This morning I was calm and fine. Â They talked about intubating Aria this afternoon. Â I said ‘ok- whatever needs to be done’ I watched my daughter struggle with her little chest heaving up and down. Â I was ok. Â Not emotional, not upset just ok. Â I was able to make conversation, understand what was being said and talk thru all the options and what was ahead for Aria. Â I was able to not call Hamish and let him rest. Â I did that not really know why or how.
Now I sit tearful and sad, the reality of what we almost faced today reminds me of those months were did actually face Aria being intubated for so many weeks. Â I actually went thru to look at pictures. Â Our March file is strangely light, there were very few photos taken that month. Â Knowing at the time we didn’t want to remember it.
This morning there was strength and this evening there is pain. Â That’s ok. There are seasons, sometimes in the same day.
How do you feel broken and rebuilt at the same time? Â This year broke my heart, I feel shattered. Â Yet I feel rebuilt, taken down to the foundation of who I am in Christ and restored, better than before. Â Better from knowing God.
I realise I might of shot myself in the foot in my previous post. Â The emails and words and posts we have received containing bible verses are the most treasured, it’s those verses that get my thru the day when there are no words. Â I guess of should of said ‘christain cliches’ Â But it was an honest reflections of my own personal journey, nothing else.
Aria is doing better this afternoon, much better and we have been able to wean her O2 and she even did a great PT session. Â How great is our God? Â He takes a little girl who looks like she needs to be intubated to a little girl walking and doing exercises all in the same day. Â A little girl close to death for over 6 months to one restored and rebuilt.
Lovely support today from our team.  This weeks surgeon makes me nervous but he sat on one of Aria’s little chairs and talked with me.  It was kinda funny, this big shot surgeon on a little wooden seat made for a 2 year old!  The transplant co-or talking with me about cancelling our Make A Wish next to me with her arm around me.  The Intensive Care doc sympathizing and expressing his care and concern for Aria.
Asher is currently laughing at whatever Wii fit game he is playing, better go put the darling to bed.
You guys are great. Â Thanks for sticking with us! Â She’s worth it!