When the plane comes down...it hits hard and bounces around a bit...
When you return from foreign travels after nearly 3 weeks...your dream is to "hit the ground running..." Once again...we have the sensation that we've nearly ground our feet off trying to get back into the rhythm.
These are the images of jet lag...when you come in the door to warm food, a full refrigerator stocked with love and welcome signs...you're so happy...but all you can do is crash onto anything that will hold your weight...shoes and all...
Isaiah is doing very well. We had our first public outing tonight, though we were exhausted...we forced ourselves to carry on and break the power of jet lag that is reigning over us!
A few more days and we should be nearly back to our old selves again...funny thing is...seems like he's always been with us...being spectators to another miracle...how blessed we are...
I'm going to try to continue to blog weekly, so keep checking on us...
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