Sweet moments

Today my friend Hannah and I loaded up our kids and went out to Westwood to the hospital to visit Katherine's family. (don't worry, the family is congregated down in a very large waiting room that isn't even in the main part of the hospital).

There weren't many people there when we were there. Katherine's mom got back from a break and was headed up to see Kat, so I asked if I could come along - mostly expecting an "only family can go up." But, to my surprise she told me to come along with her. Hannah watched Owen, and I went up with Kim (K's mom). I was bracing myself for the worst, based on this, written by Kat's mom. I wasn't expecting my friend to look like my friend.

What I saw was my usually bubbly and energetic friend held down by sickness and tubes and IV's. She had a patch over one eye, and her other eye was infected. She doesn't always have control over her eyes, so when her eye was on me I wasn't sure if she was looking at me or not. I'd like to think that she was. What I saw was my broken friend. She is only temporarily broken though, as I have faith that God will give her a miracle. Broken as she may be currently, she was still beautiful laying in that bed.

I told her the story of the snake visiting our mommy and me group (she organized the entire group in the first place...so she would have been there had she been able).

Her mom was amazing. I can't even describe her. Way stronger than I would be in that position- though that strength isn't her own I am sure. It was nice to see them interact - and Katherine was interacting in her own way, the best she could. She nodded her head in response to a few of her mom's questions. I could hear her voice in my head telling me something like I had to come up to her apartment and try these delicious cookies she had just made, because that is something she would call me about, and has before.

Then Katherine's dad and grandmother arrived, and I showed myself out and went back down to the lobby. While waiting for the elevator (which seemed like forever), I became very sad. Travis and I are moving in 2 weeks, and this is how we must leave our friends. I'll remember those delicious cookies though, and look forward to some more one day.

Keep praying.
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Another sweet moment: as Owen was laying on my tummy the other night I looked down to find him like this:
When I feed him, he folds his sweet little hands so nicely like this:
And look at this precious face: