It's your Aunt Tricia. Today is Thanksgiving and it was a glorious blue sky day in the nation's capitol. As I left the apartment this morning on my way walking to NRH, I glanced down the street to check for traffic and saw the Washington Monument. I was startled at the sight of it. Made me think of all the things I take for granted everyday on a day of thanksgiving.
When it became clear that you wouldn't be able to make it home for Thanksgiving, your aunt Lobie made reservations for us to have Thanksgiving dinner at the Art and Soul restaurant in DC. Your Mom couldn't bear to leave you behind and decided we must bring Thanksgiving Dinner to the hospital so we could be with you. So this restaurant took extra time to create a special dinner for us and packed it to go, including a vegetarian request for me! Then we gathered in the hospital cafeteria surrounded by potted palm trees and atrium over head. We gathered together like most families do and celebrated what we have at this moment. Even though you couldn't enjoy the consuming part of the meal, you clearly enjoyed getting out of your room and spending holiday time with some of your extended family.
The support that surrounds you and Team 44 is astounding. Your community embraces every moment, every blog post. Your friends are steadfast in their commitment and come to see you and send video clips. Strangers follow the blog and post comments of encouragement and prayers. There is a wonderful team of doctors and nurses here who watch over you, like the medical teams did in the previous hospitals. Most importantly, we are thankful you are here with us. Your eyes are tracking us, watching us, soaking in sounds and images.
Your Dad brought his newest, cool gadget. It connects to his I Phone and projects images from his phone up on a wall or even a white paper plate! So he projected the video clip he had shot this morning at Brightwood. It showed all the improvements in the house. The Man Cave is being updated with a great big bathroom in the basement with a roll in shower, and room to move. It has a large open area for your bedroom. Just out the patio door is a large Jacuzzi for you to soak in. This hydrotherapy will loosen those tight places in your body and ease your soul. And just past the Jacuzzi is a impressive circle of stone benches surrounding a stone fire pit. This is where we will gather, dance around flames, and sing to the starry sky above to celebrate your homecoming. Soon you will be home, back on the farm with those large trees swaying in the winter winds, the rolling hills in the distance, the horses neighing in the pasture, brilliant Kentucky Cardinals skirting about. Sundance will be by your side and you will progress forward.
On this Thanksgiving Day, we give thanks for each other. In these many months of heartache and recovery, setbacks and dogged determination for a brighter future. We are thankful for our family, friends, doctors, nurses, and the kindness of strangers.
Love Aunt Tricia And Team 44
Holidays in the hospital can be rough and Forrest and his Team are particularly grateful for the love and support of friends and family during the holiday season. Our Thanksgiving week has been brightened by Forrest's friend Mikk and her mother, Abby Laughlin, who just wrote a beautiful post. And this morning the whole Weeden Clan arrived bringing more laughter, treats, memories and boundless positive energy to our Thanksgiving. And my own siblings all arrive this week for a "Pebble" reunion at BrightWood. The gathering was planned around Forrest's anticipated homecoming, but the Pebbles seemed to know I need them even more after this last setback. So though the Victory Dance will have to wait, we will still gather to count our many blessings and to celebrate the special love between brothers and sisters. The same love that binds Forrest and Austin along every step of this tumultuous journey.
Hug your children, call a friend, share the love. With gratitude,