Counting the blessings of our reality

Christopher laughed today at the name of our blog. He pointed out that right now reality is not better than our dreams. I beg to differ.

Tonight my children lay sleeping in their own beds under many blankets. We spent the evening together in our warm home. Our apartment has plenty of space, and more than enough of the "stuff" that we need. We watched a Christmas movie as a family- a mom, a dad, 2 brothers, and a sister - with no fighting, no resistance, nothing but joy. We even munched on [not so great] ;) homemade cookies.

When it was cold this morning - I turned on our heater. When Chris woke up - I gave him the medicine - which we were able to purchase without worry (thanks to our insurance and thanks to giving parents who picked up half of it!) - to help him get better. When he began to worry I picked up the phone and called the doctor who is working closely with us to make him well. I didn't have to catch a bus to take him to the emergency room where he would see a new doctor for the umpteenth time like so many mom's did today. I don't have to wonder how we will afford any new medicine down the road. We both have jobs. We both have working vehicles. We both have great families, friends, and a supportive church community.

The answers they've given us so far have been better than so many other families have received just this week. There is no cancer. There is no cause for concern in his bones. He remains fever free.

My heart goes out to all of the families who wonder tonight how many days they have left with their little ones. How many of those days will be pleasant? How many will be filled with procedures and sickness?

Our reality is so much more than I could ask for. I rest tonight in these blessings beyond what I could dream for myself. I do pray for my Christopher and, of course, I do NOT want him to be in pain. At the same time, I thank God for the good news we have received, and I claim victory in what is to come.