good weekend
i'm sore in places i haven't been for a while. we got to hang out with/share dinner with two great families. the weather was superb. what a very nice weekend in february.
saturday i met up with ron at bluemounds and we hit two loops. ate lunch at the troll and watched some of the badger game. listened to the rest on the way to c.p...boy that ended well. ron help me set up my new wheels tubeless and the kids played in the snow. yesterday we ran errands, i got out for a ride and we had dinner with our friends seth and steph and their two kids. fun stuff.
and...today is very important to us and i don't mean because it is valentines day. today marks the one year anniversary that calvin was intubated in the picu at american family children's hospital. somehow it simultaneously feels like it was years ago and just days ago. throughout the weekend a flood of emotions hit both robin and i thinking about what happened to our little bear. we feel so fortunate that he was able to fight through it and persevere. without all the doctors, nurses and advancements in the medical technologies that saved his life...our little boy would have died. it still gives me chills when i think about it in those terms.
i used to really dislike valentine's day. now, i love it. because on this day last year i figured out what true love is. it has nothing to do with jewelry or chocolates or stupid cards. during all of this last year robin and i both learned what we had in each other. being married is so easy when everything is going well. but during the two weeks we were in the hospital last year we learned that we can support and love each other during the most dire and trying times one can ever imagine. then, during the months following while calvin was going through narcotic and sedative withdrawl we continued to be able to lean on each other emotionally. this year sucked...but i wouldn't trade it for anything. because i learned just what i have - i have a wife that i love more than anything. and a son who i cherish more than i ever could have imagined. and you know what? halmark doesn't make a card for that.
happy monday.
saturday i met up with ron at bluemounds and we hit two loops. ate lunch at the troll and watched some of the badger game. listened to the rest on the way to c.p...boy that ended well. ron help me set up my new wheels tubeless and the kids played in the snow. yesterday we ran errands, i got out for a ride and we had dinner with our friends seth and steph and their two kids. fun stuff.
and...today is very important to us and i don't mean because it is valentines day. today marks the one year anniversary that calvin was intubated in the picu at american family children's hospital. somehow it simultaneously feels like it was years ago and just days ago. throughout the weekend a flood of emotions hit both robin and i thinking about what happened to our little bear. we feel so fortunate that he was able to fight through it and persevere. without all the doctors, nurses and advancements in the medical technologies that saved his life...our little boy would have died. it still gives me chills when i think about it in those terms.
i used to really dislike valentine's day. now, i love it. because on this day last year i figured out what true love is. it has nothing to do with jewelry or chocolates or stupid cards. during all of this last year robin and i both learned what we had in each other. being married is so easy when everything is going well. but during the two weeks we were in the hospital last year we learned that we can support and love each other during the most dire and trying times one can ever imagine. then, during the months following while calvin was going through narcotic and sedative withdrawl we continued to be able to lean on each other emotionally. this year sucked...but i wouldn't trade it for anything. because i learned just what i have - i have a wife that i love more than anything. and a son who i cherish more than i ever could have imagined. and you know what? halmark doesn't make a card for that.
happy monday.
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