Home!

I woke up this morning with a new sense of purpose and determination.  It wasn't exactly excitement, wasn't exactly nervousness, but a sense of hyper-alertness.  I could feel all my nerve endings wide awake, ready for fight or flight.

It was a congratulatory atmosphere everywhere -- fellow patients saying goodbye, nurses, aides, therapists.  Every single person expressed confidence in Steve.  In an environment that does not sugar-coat, this was encouraging.

Lana, Steve's O.T.  Isn't she adorable?

A big hug from Venus, his P.T., who doesn't like goodbyes!

 On our own!

A wonderful welcome from the kiddos and the Grand-Earles.

We have a funny custom with our neighbors across the street.  Steve and Rich and I all whistle to each other, essentially to say, "Hey, here I am.  Are you there?"  After we got Steve settled in the house, Rich came out and whistled.  From the house came the familiar whistle back.  

All is right with the world.