little potatoes

so he gave up being king of where the wild things are...

"And Max the king of all the wild things was lonely and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all."

- Where The Wild Things Are, by Maurice Sendak

And then, I looked at Jack and Syl cozied up under the covers of my sister's old bed and said, "and where would that be Jack? Where do you think the place where someone loves you best of all is?" and when Jack pointed at me and smiled a little and said "home", it felt good.

Piers is recovering slowly but surely and I am still at my parents waiting all this out.  Every once and a while I miss having our family of four in our own space and worry about the effect it is having on the kids, but when I hear things like this I know we are going to be okay.  I also have to say, I know we are trying to move down to the states, but thank goodness for Canadian health care, where my husband still gets full pay for all this time off and such great care (massages and physical therapy covered).  And thank goodness for my parents and sisters.  Whenever I get sad or worried, I should remember, lucky lucky lucky...   

Here, there, where?

So, if anyone is still reading this I will explain what is going on, because I have basically dropped of the face of everything.  We came to Salt Lake hoping to stay, Piers had (still has) some job prospects here and we have been thinking about the move for a while.  Jack and Piers have pretty sever allergies to mould, trees, grass, pollen, dust, animals, blah blah blah and the dry weather does wonders for their health.  Also I miss my family A LOT and I do better mentally when I am getting sunshine on a regular basis.  We could also buy a house here and have a yard...lots of reasons.  Anywho, Piers unfortunately has Crohn's disease and got quite sick. 

So Piers is now back in Victoria in the hospital after having surgery to repair his small intestine and I am in Salt lake with the kids getting R&R with my family.  Whom I love dearly, and we are hoping that all of this sorts itself out.  In fact, we are knowing that this will all sort itself out and thanking our lucky stars that we have such supportive family and friends.  So I am sorry if I haven't called/emailed/made any effort to send holiday cards.  We are here, just holed up.  Piers is doing well, and should hopefully be out of the hospital in a week or so.  How is everyone?  Feel free to leave a comment or email me, I am trying to reply more regularly now :)