Our time with Vernon this Sunday was as special as any other. It was just the three of us, the family. Vernon was happy to see us, and chomping at the bit to get outside. We brought art supplies. Because after all, nothing says love like bringing out the art supplies when we sit around a table together. No need to talk, just an appreciation that happens when we all are doing something expressive independently…together.
Vernon said he was drawing Maki across the table.
She and he had some every sweet conversations today…I can’t tell you now what about, but both seemed to be glowing in the other’s company.
In the meantime, I tried to fill out the medical forms for Tuesday’s appointment at UC Irvine. I know it makes no sense to be anxious about it because it has nothing to do with anything we can DO. What we will find out on Tuesday about whether Vernon can receive a kidney transplant has to do with elements that are already in place. We shall find out what they are after Tuesday.
So I’m trying not to hold me breath…but instead we go ahead in the direction we are facing…and on into our lives as they will happen.
Happy Valentines Day. In all of this, I don’t believe that romantic love prevails over all. But it doesn’t hurt to have it. That said, I do think LOVE prevails, whatever that means.
Justine herself said today…”We bring Daddy the medicine of LOVE. And he can’t get that anywhere else.”
She’s right, of course. And it’s an honor to provide it.