Today is the end of my first week back at work since mid-August. It feels good to be on a regular schedule. I have mixed feelings about our current therapy arrangement. I do appreciate the therapists, however it is so taxing to travel 200 miles round trip twice a week to get him there. Seems we could find something closer who he would trust to take him through his rehab. We are looking for a vehicle that he can drive, but I worry about him making that trip by himself.

B told me something today that was really inspirational. I was complaining about a potential family event and how inconvenient it would be for me to make the travel - a two hour drive each way. She reminded me that when I look back at it in a year, the trip to get there will seem like nothing compared to the importance of attending the gathering. She's right.