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Happy Father's Day

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... to all the dads out there. You play such an important role in the family unit, one that is often made a joke and sadly, way under-appreciated in today's society. 

A special Happy Father's Day to Chris, for being such a rock these past couple of years as the world turned ... and spun fast enough to make my head spin. Thank you.

Prayers Needed

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Picture 14.pngJennifer Guffey photo

My cousin Jennifer has a 10-month-old baby boy named Jax who suffers from a rare liver disease called biliary atresia. Before he was eating solids they were told that he may require a liver transplant. 

The past 10 months Jennifer has been campaigning relentlessly to raise awareness for a disease which has no known cause and no cure. She was on my show last week to discuss what the disease is and how many are affected. She's also been raising money to help offset Jax's mounting medical bills. In fact, they've an upcoming art show: if you're an artist who would like to donate for a good cause, you can do so here.

Late last night while I was in my Nyquil haze (cold and strep throat. Again) Jennifer and her husband Ryan got the call. There is a liver for Jax. 

His transplant surgery is scheduled for 1pm central today. 

Please say a prayer for him, that his surgery goes well, that his little body accepts his new liver, that the doctors are well-guided; also say a prayer to comfort the grieving family of whom we know not, whose loss has given new life to Jax. 

Thank you  :)

The Mondays

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Getting out of bed is my least favorite thing to do.

(Excluding invoicing.)

I'm not a morning person. Mornings are rude, they interrupt time I'd rather spend not participating in reality. Tiny feet sound like drumbeats as they run across the hardwood floor towards the edge of my bed.

"It's good morning tiiiiime" whispers a little voice. Most of the house likes the morning whereas mornings are my first struggle of the day.

Breakfast. Homework. Email. Writing. Forgot to put a towel underneath the easel as they paint. Regret. Lessons. Lunch. Writing. Prep. More email. Hugs from little arms. Alive. Homework. Failed "sea monster" experiment. None of them hatched. Try again. Prep. Dinner. Kisses. Show. Stomp the snow off my boots. Check on sleeping boys. Collapse in chair. Watch "Fringe" with Chris. Email. Writing. Scrub my Invisalign trays. Bed.

And then some days, lately: breakfast. Rush to airport. Shuttle. Sky Mall! Hotel. Exhale, good wifi. Speak. Socialize. Writing. Interviews. Lights and microphone in my face. Alive. Shuttle. Security. Flying over a patchwork quilt of places I haven't been and people I haven't met. Home. Boys. Alive.

I have photos from Nashville that I need to post but have been so slow because of travel, work, and a big project underway and big news that I can share on the 22nd. I leave to speak at CPAC in D.C. later this week (sad to miss Houston and the lovely ladies there).

Glad the snow has barricaded us all together inside.

Merry Christmas

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PREZENTS!!11!

The house is quiet. 

"The Nativity Story" is playing out on the television. Chris sleeps nearby.

The boys' tree

I feel like I dash into many of my weekends short of breath, just making it across the finish line in time. 

The boys' Blessing Chain

Tonight I feel blessed and content, as content as can be on this imperfect earth. 

Even though it's been a wonderful year, a rough year, an exciting year, a painstaking year, I'll take it all, happy to have it, grateful to have it with the people in my life. 

Snowflake ornament on the boys' tree

I remember the reason for this season: the plight of a young new mother as she brought our Savior into this world and the pain that came with having to say goodbye to that Son; God giving His only Son so that we may live. 

I am grateful for this year, however it has come, and equally thankful for the next. 

Merry Christmas, from Trouble

Have a wonderful, merry, blessed Christmas. Remember why we celebrate: love. 
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