Rolling on the Liver.: Just a few things that I love

Saturday, June 2, 2007

Just a few things that I love

I love taking Sam to soccer and hearing the other kids say, SAM'S HERE . . .WE GET SAM . . . NO, SAM'S ON OUR TEAM . . .WE WANT SAM!

I love getting a home delivered fresh hot vanilla mocha latte while still in my pajamas, ala Patrick on his way up to the neighbor through the ceiling for his next delivery.

I love that Amanda can create and forget as many internet accounts as she wants and it only messes up the cyber superhighway and not our apartment.

I love my mom. Hi Mom! Haven't seen you for awhile! Here we are right after my surgery. Flower bouquets from left to right: peppermint tulips from Sarah Ford, roses Carol and Ragaey and the twins, golden delights from Becky and Mark. The bouquet from all LWR had not yet come at the time of this picture.

Thanks for coming over! Take care.

With love, T

1 comment:

Anonymous said...: Hi Terri, I love you too. See you Monday. mom; June 5, 2007 at 1:02 AM

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WELCOME.

This e-community decided to start when Bob's liver decided to stop, in the fall of 2006. Instead of moving out of seminary housing and on to a call to parish ministry, our lives quit as the wild bile poisoned Bob from head to toe. All we could do is watch and wait to see if he would need a liver transplant or if his own would regenerate itself; praying that he wouldn't die in the meantime as he shut down to a virtual comotose state.

In the end, there was no transplant but a lot of transformation. Old liver, new lives. Our whole family made it through a dark time thanks to the community that provided us a lifeline of love. Literally at Luther Seminary, from where Bob had just graduated; from my colleagues at Lutheran World Relief; from family, friends and strangers; and electronically via the care pages we started when Bob was at the transplant unit in the Mayo Clinic.

Anyway, this is like after the liver heals, days of our livers, the liver runs through us, the liver of life, or something about going on newly aware of how Bob's liver lives among us. He says definitely not old man liver, but maybe Liverace. So, from the bottom of Bob's organic bile binder, I thank you for coming to this site.