I actually have been thinking that I had better print up this blog. It never crossed my mind that I may want to write again. In the past couple of years I have had a thousand excuses as to why I am not blogging. I think the break has given me some time to think about why I started and what I wanted out of this blog.
The only reason why I signed into it tonight is to prove I broke my elbow and had a big, fat, long arm cast. Prove it to who you ask? Gerard and Papa! How could they have forgotten it. I will never forget it. I think for a minute Gerard may have actually forgot but then realized his error.
It was such an emotional time for me. Reading over each post I could feel the fear of losing Anna because of my injury. I could feel the ache in my heart knowing she was waiting for me. I swear I can even feel the physical pain I felt on my first trip back when the pressure in the cabin changed. I remember the judge asking if I were physically fit to care for her because of my broken elbow. I remember refusing physical therapy and insisting on going straight back to work as soon as the cast was off.
It is my job to remember and leave an ease trail for Anna to know all the stories of her childhood.
