I haven't been here for almost a year and a half.
For my old friends, yes, I'm still alive.
A lot has happened in our family within this time. Yesterday my oldest daughter had brain surgery. Last week she graduated from high school. Her summer will be spent recuperating.
My youngest is and has been working for the past several months. She is going to Guatemala in two weeks for two weeks.
I responded well to the new Hep-C treatment and I am viral free. I am healthy.
My wife continues to struggle with her esophagus problems. We haven't found any promise on this front. Surgery is often useless and the quick cure usually involves an endoscopy.
We remain strong and continue to forge through all that we confront. We are blessed to have so many friends.
If you recall I was adopted and I was searching for my family. I have found them. Fifty years after my adoption I was reunited with my mother, three brothers, two sisters and many relatives. I am uncle to dozens of children. The story is fascinating, much too long to explain in simple sentences.
I stop only to write these things because I just happened to stumble across this blog. I have been gone for a very long time. I hope to visit again. Soon. The memory of this place brings back that old familiarity. Recently friends have reached out to me and so I felt drawn to return.
Say a prayer for my daughter.
Be healthy. Be happy. Be strong.