The calm before the storm . I have heard that phrase countless times before. I don't know if I've ever experienced that phrase in such a palpable way as I have over the past week. What you'll find in this post is going to be straight to the point, not a lot of analysis or commentary; plenty of time for that later... I promise (I've mentioned a few times in earlier post that writing these posts serves as a bit of therapy for me and I can guarantee that in the coming days there's going to be a need for therapy). Since the last post, Ashley's health has continued its decline. We've had some stumbles and trips and one significant fall this past Sunday. Words come and go (heavier emphasis on the 'go'). Weakness in movement is growing more common. Understanding logic and typical actions are increasingly more difficult. Though, there is a slight feel of maybe slowing the descent of decline in the past 24 hours (meaning, it's been relatively uneven...
"But let all who take refuge in you rejoice; let them ever sing for joy, and spread your protection over them, that those who love your name may exult in you." -Psalm 5:11