Coming in 2nd Place

Luke is a better parent then I am.  I don't say that fishing for compliments or anything like that. In fact, I know I'm a great mother.  So saying that Luke is the better parent is kinda like saying I won a silver medal in every event at the Olympics, got a good hit in on Mike Tyson and almost beat Lance for the yellow jersey all in one day.  I'm ok being a little less then perfect next to him.

But not a day goes by where I literally stop in my tracks and am amazed by him.  Most days its the patience he shows and his unbelievable ability to engage Dillan (and every other toddler within a 5 mile radius) in some kind of game that keeps them happy and usually teaches them something too. 

Lately its his will, determination and energy that inspire me.  We have had a tough couple of months.  Really tough - emotionally, physically, financially and at work.  We have had a lot of days when we haven't been able to enjoy each other or anything about our daily grind.  But even on the worst of days, he drops everything to spend some time with Dillan before bed or wakes up at 6 AM so they can make breakfast together before he's off to work for 12 hours. 

Taking the time to notice Luke is really helping me get through my darkest days right now - especially when I get very fatalistic about Maddie's diagonsis.  No matter how hard or bad or challenging each day is, Luke is my rock.  He's going to make sure that we all get through it.  He really is amazing.

So my prayer requests for this week are for Luke.  That he find time to rest and relax when he's able.  That our friends and family remember to surround him with love and help while he is so focused on pouring all of himself into our family.  But mostly, I pray that he and I have 50 or so more years together.