It feels so good to be home.

We are home!!!  We are home!!!  We are home!!!

Wow it feels great to be home!  John and I arrived here Sunday.  As we pulled up the driveway I almost cried.  There is so much freedom being in your own town, in your own home.  Sleeping in your own bed with your own little kitten (uhmm, actually Michael's 21 lbs., lol).  And there is nothing else like being near my sweet family again.  And having my own computer again!  What heaven!  There were so many things I took for granted that I never will again.

I think that the most important thing about being home is that it reminds me that I can begin to live my life normally again.  And so can John.  He still has a long recovery ahead of him, but the chemo and the bone marrow transplant are behind him.  Oh, and the chemo and the transplant were soooo difficult.  So hard on him in some ways.  Hard for me in some ways too.  Of course it wasn't as hard on me as it was for him, but it got difficult at times. 

But I am so grateful he had this second chance at life.  If he hadn't have had the transplant, he would have died within a few years.  Maybe within a year.  Gosh, I can't begin to fathom why God allowed him to live, while others don't make it.  All I can say is He has his ways.  And I praise Him that He let my John live.   

On that note, I gotta run.  I will do another entry soon, and in it I'll show you all some pics of John while he was in the Treatment Center.  At first I didn't want to add them to the journal, I thought they were too painful, but John asked me to add them, because he said they are part of the experience, and he wanted it documented.  I could never refuse that man anything, lol...

Krissy :)