And so we go... one step at a time up the mountain

I have been home now for a few days - a week? My memory is still crap, so forgive the lack of clarity. Each day presents its challenges, though all things considered I am getting stronger and making progress. 

This journey isn't for the faint of heart, and I can imagine and see why some might give up instead of standing up, and there's no judgment there. The days are long, the nights sometimes longer, but each new morning is filled with possibility. 

And along the way is the love and support and encouragement from friends and family, who are praying for us and sending healing thoughts. 

How could we walk through this life without that strength? I don't know that I could. What about you?