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As of August 5th this year I am done with my master’s degree. So instead of staying up late writing a bunch of research papers and reading I can get back to doing what I like. It has taken me more than a month to feel like picking up my computer to write since finishing up. It feels good to just write again.

We have had what feels like a very busy year and probably one of the few years in my life that I am just ready to be over.

Though, I cannot not dismiss the goodness that has come our way and I hate to ever wish away time, but 2016 can move along and take its problems with it.

Enough of the negativity. Monkey has had a great year. We seem to have found his therapeutic dosage for his CBD oil. We usually get 15-20 days seizure free and seizure cycles are only last 3-5 days. Quick recovery time and good eating for the most part. He has gained some weight and has clear, bright eyes. Progress is slow and steady. Prayers have truly been answered and we are enjoying watching him come to life.

Now, #3. Oh, that boy. If he were first, he would have been the last. I know you’ve heard that before, but this kid doesn’t really like to sleep. He is a joy when he is awake but it has only been in the last week that we have had more than 3 consecutive hours of sleep in months.

Princess is busy holding down the fort. She makes sure we are doing what we are supposed to, when we are supposed to, and just the way she would like. We are in trouble. She is 4 going on 40.

I was running around the house doing chores and trying to get one last thing done. She stops me in my tracks, looks at me squarely and says, “Be thoughtful of Bubba”. He was down on his mat watching me run around. I had told him on each pass that I would be right there. In an instant my half-grown, wise beyond her years, 4-yr-old leveled me to the ground.

It is moments like this in my life that I am reminded to stop and enjoy what I have. We are sometimes far too eager to dwell on all that is not right around us, all that is not as planned. It is easy to be drowned by all that is not as we think it should be. To be reminded of the glory of daily miracles, and continue to look to future with hope is awful daunting task sometimes.

It feels like we are just surviving most days. Every now and again, however, we feel the vibrant pulse of life. We go to go the beach or the mountains, and get away from the stress of our daily grind. These are escapes allow us to recharge a little and let our children see the fun people we used to be a lot more of the time. It is a struggle to stop and see the goodness of each day. But we must. We cannot not overlook the awesome we have right now, right here. We must acknowledge the gifts God has given us in the days we have, while we hope for a future that is not here yet. We have to rest in the glory of God’s goodness for today.