Hello! We made it home just as a taxi crashed into Dusseldorf airport. Erwin and my in-laws saw it just after it happened. We were lucky to have gotten off the plane and out of Germany. It was a strange sight to see, ending our trip on an exciting note.
As for home, yes, we are. We haven't gotten our normal sleep patterns back, but I suppose that is bound to change in the coming day, as we're getting back into the reality of life. Today we watched Jari win his soccer game with his new team, we celebrated opa's birthday with a BBQ, and tomorrow Erwin heads back to work for the first day in a month. And, tomorrow I send my baby off to the hospital for his inpatient treatment for a month. I was excited about it until now, and now all I feel is numb. I was packing his suitcase and can't even begin to describe how very lonely I felt. I am glad Kaeden is excited about his newest adventure, because at this moment in time I can't even begin to fathom it being an exciting journey. I guess all I can do is hope for a positive outcome for him and our family. But it makes me sad that this child I have carried in my womb, given life and love to, is taking his wings and flying off into the great big world for the first time, but heading off to a psychiatric facility for treatment. I am going to need strength in the coming days as I try to erase this worry from my mind and face. Hopefully as I see help and changes occurring, I will find peace with our decision. Still, as I tucked his stuffed animals into his suitcase, I couldn't help but feel empty, abandoned, and scared. And, he's not even yet gone.
Anyway, I have so much more to tell and share and assess from my 7 weeks away from home. But yes, I am home, and I will be back soon.