Not Worthy

I feel like Wayne and Garth, and like I should be bowing down to all of you chanting, I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy. Everyone is so nice, complimenting and even offering up a hand to help, and as much as you all bring tears to my eyes and make me want to reach through the screen and hug you over and over, I just don't quite know how to properly thank you. In person, I wear my heart on my sleeve and my face is a dead give away for how grateful I am, but a writer...I am not. Or a vocalist for that matter. That's the main reason I've been hiding away from blogging. I don't feel right without at least giving a proper thank you first.

From the deepest recesses of my being, I want to give each and every one of you a big THANK YOU! Thank you for your warm thoughts, your uplifting comments, your cyber hugs, your well wishes, your fondness of my photos, your concern and.....your offers of help.

My Families on the Road family gathered money so our kids could have a good Christmas. With their help our kids had a GREAT Christmas! We spent every dollar on them, by the way.

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I want to let everyone know that Joey is doing good, and is actually WALKING again! Something a month ago he seriously doubted would ever happen again. He's anxiously awaiting removal of the five screws in his leg, which hopefully will be done in the next month or two. He's going to physical therapy for his arm three times a week, and has already doubled his strength and made considerable improvement on mobility.

We (Joey, Jewel and I) made a quick trip up to Colorado last month to retrieve his welding truck with the thought of him being able to custom build bike racks, motorcycle racks and/or trailers, but instead he's emptied his truck bed of welder and tools, with plans to take off the bed and build himself a flat bed. That way he won't have to be getting up in his truck anymore and worry about hurting himself jumping out of it. If someone wanted him to build something I'm sure he could, he just hasn't per sued it yet.

He's anxious to get back to work, yet he doesn't want to force it. He goes back to the doctor in nine days and hopefully we'll have a better idea of what the very near future has in store for us. We're enjoying Texas on it's warm days, and not looking forward to going back to the bus that is currently covered in a couple feet of snow. I predict he still has at least two more months of healing before they'll release him, so it'll be interesting to see what the doc says.

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Completely unrelated, but funny at the time:

Jewel: "Did you know you have a tattoo on your neck?"