After sleeping most of the day yesterday, Tim was up most of the night last night. I slept like a rock. I'm feeling much more confident, but still, I don't like him to be up and roaming the house all by himself. Just in case....
When I woke up, I saw that he wasn't in bed and jumped up to check on him. He was sound asleep on the couch.
I surely did not want him to sleep the day away. I invited one of our old friends over. The guys visited, had lunch. Tim stayed awake. He started a fire in the wood stove. He and Rae worked together on a little project Tim's been meaning to do. He needed a zip tie, and knew right where he had some out in the garage. He remembered that William was coming home, and went up to turn on his fireplace so that his room would be toasty. He typed some messages to his son.
William did get home and we had a nice family supper. I was able to finally send the Christmas gifts back to Dylan's house, which made me happy.
It is hard to believe that everything is slipping back to normal. After days of being scared witless at the great unknown, the unanswerable questions, the what-ifs, trying to offer up reassurances to the kids when I wasn't feeling exactly reassured myself, here we are. I watched Tim build a fire and talk to his friend and felt like I was witnessing something miraculous.
I imagine that it is just pent up stress slowly leaving my body, but what I can tell you is that on this night of gratitude, what I feel is more exhausted that I've ever felt in my life.
Houdini allowed himself to be picked up today although he was nervous. He answers when he's spoken to.talk to him and he is very playful. He shyly peeks around corners to see what we are up to.