It’s been a long time since I’ve posted.
This week, between Monday and Thursday, I worked a consecutive series of 12+ hour days. On Wednesday alone, I worked 19 hours. Got up at 4:30, got to the office at 4:45 a.m.; worked straight to 5 p.m., took a couple hours break for dinner, and worked untul 1:30 a.m.
It’s about catch-up. Trying to get things back into their normal groove. Trying to replace what was lost. All in all, it was a success.
Today, as I sat behind the 3rd base dugout at the Arizona Diamondbacks v. San Diego Padres spring training game with mom, dad and Electa, it felt as if I was finally starting to put the pieces back together.
I could breathe deeply, and enjoy life in the moment. Finally, peace.
Beckett has progressed fantastically. His therapy has going well. Me? I’ve just been trying to stay away from the keyboard.
You should all know, though: We’re doing fine. Slowly, we’re slipping back into the groove.
– Ed, Heidi, Beckett and Brody