This will be my last post, God willing. I know we haven't updated lately, but life just keeps rolling along.  By month end we plan for Kevin to be back in the office.  It will be 5 months since he's been there.
I just can't even tell you how this entire experience feels. 
It is all the feels.  All. Of. Them.
We'll have to wait quite some time to learn what lasting effects Kevin will experience. Quite some time = 12 to 18 months. 
Here's what we do know...your prayers, thoughts, light, juju, mojo, messages, acts of kindness are so truly appreciated, they bring me to tears. 
We have found wins, big and small, because as many of you know perception is everything. At one time getting one's own breakfast wouldn't have been a big deal. It became a moment the dial turned dramatically for both us a while back.
PTSD is a wicked lil bitch. You never know when it will pop up, or where, or with whom it will arrive. 
Sting's song " every breath you take, every move you make, I'll be watching you"... I think that song will always remind me of the first three months... even now sometimes....although I watch now in wonder and delight, versus fear and anxiousness. 
You can NEVER know what tomorrow will bring. NEVER. 

I'm sure there are other things but the PTSD started kicking in and I need to move on for the evening. 
I hope and pray you never need to know what it is like to have an army of prayer warriors, but from this side... it is simply amazing, humbling and very much appreciated. 
Our love to you all...