Two weeks have flown by again.
In that time we have gone from seeing trees dressed in the splendour of fall colours to denuded branches; nakedly silent for the long, cold winter ahead. Our weather has changed from bright sunshine, blue skies, and summer-like temperatures in the high 20 degrees Celsius to grey skies, crisp winds, temperatures hovering around freezing and occasional swirling snow flurries.
The bronchitis I have been fighting since the middle of July has slowly been easing up. My last visit to the Doctor resulted in the conclusion that I have asthma, triggered by environmental allergies that has become exacerbated by the bronchitis. Now I have a total of 3 different inhalers that I use on a daily basis.
I have returned to the gym again - not as frequently as I was going prior to the bronchitis, and my workouts are at most an hour long as opposed to the 3 1/2 to 4 1/2 hours I was logging before breathing became so difficult. My emergency inhaler is in my pocket as I'm exercising now, and without the occasional puff I can't last for much more than 15 minutes. But I am exercising again! That's progress.
I continue to work through the materials I've collected for my writing, and the ideas of how to structure this family history record continue to spin and evolve. I recently read the book, Patient Number 7 by Kurt Palka. Palka worked through a collection of documents pertaining to his family history, and presented a fictionalized telling of some of that history. An interesting idea, but I am increasingly leaning towards creating material to post on a website that I would develop. I like the idea of a website because it allows the opportunity to post material and add to it as I complete it, update information as new facts come to life, and display digital copies of the documentation that has accumulated over the past several decades.
Life moves on and God keeps working in our lives. The blessings He pours out on us continue to enrich our lives and He provides us with numerous opportunities to bless others.
The most significant blessings for us are seeing our kids doing well. Last weekend we celebrated Thanksgiving and our time together as a family was one good food (too much, actually), great conversation, and lots of laughter. Each of our kids has good stuff happening in their lives. Only God knows what the future will bring for them.
A few days ago my daughter Lora informed us she was moving to South Africa in January, for a two year term as a support staff person at the Youth With A Mission campus in Worcester where she spent 5 months this past spring and summer. Another desire granted!
God is good! Life is good!