Just got off the phone with the most delightful assistant to my new doctor, the “neurointerventionalist radiologist.” When people used to ask me what I did for a living, I just had to say teacher or principal. He has a tougher go of it.  Anyway, she was great and told me I’m seeing the best and that I’ll really, really like him. I said that sounds almost perfect but does he know what he’s doing. We had a good laugh and she said he’s outstanding, even though he looks like he should be trying out for freshman basketball. Anyway, the VERY first time I could see him is next Tuesday, February 9 at 2pm. I’m just relieved that the referral finally went through and that we’re able to get in to see the top guy.

I know I’ve been a bit undercover the past few days. I started writing a bit yesterday but it wasn’t working as well as it has been. I hope that’s temporary, although some of you are probably thankful you get a break from long posts! I haven’t been sleeping well. Up since 2am today and haven’t had the focus to accomplish anything. Well, I did pray, go to early Monday men’s group and do a little of this and that. The men wrestled with some heavy topics but managed our fair share of kidding and laughter. Always an indispensable part of the week’s rhythms.

Our house is quickly filling and that’s terrific! Diane’s sister, Carol, and husband, Jack, arrived on Friday with their dog. Sister Mary (not a nun) came down from Idyllwild yesterday, while Carol and Jack’s daughter, Pam, also arrived from Oklahoma City. Pam’s sister, Janet, flies in tomorrow from St. Louis. They all head to that garden spot, Yuma, on Wednesday for two days to see where Carol and Jack snowbird. Diane may or may not go. We’re deciding.

As some of you know, when the three Moss sisters get together, there is always joy in Mudville. They are a force of nature. Toss in the two most amazing nieces and you have five women with joyful hearts that love and laugh and light up every space they are in. Not a bad tonic for this fella.

As always, thank you for your friendship and love. Thank you for your prayers and words of encouragement. Whether it’s a gift or simple naiveté, neither Diane or I are living in fear. We rejoice in each day and the love we have for one another and for all of you. May God bless each of you with kind and compassionate hearts and with minds that help you focus on the things that are most important in this life.

Brad