One Foot In Front of the Other

I thought of my childhood prayer today: Now I lay me down to sleep; I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. Our boy passed as he slept.  Jesus was watching over him and took him when he breathed his last. For the first time in 35 years, I am not worried about my son.  I know where he is and that he is safe. I am reminded of the dream I had several years ago; Lacy was with us on the beach, when he suddenly began to wade into the water.  He kept going deeper and I was worried.  He couldn't swim!  Then Kenny pointed to a house floating off the shore.  Lacy was on the porch.  A figure was waving at us. "Look," Kenny said to me, "they have him.  He is safe." In my dream we walked on as Lacy went inside the house.  He was safe and we were at peace. Part of our story has come to an end.  The chapter is finished.  He is safe, and now we will continue this journey and see what the Lord has planned.

Lacy Alan Goff passed away into the arms of Jesus early in the morning of May 28, 2016.  We were called to the nursing home about 1:30 am. God has shown His mercy.  Lacy was still himself most of the time. He was mostly happy and always had a smile on his face.  We do not have to watch the slow decline of HD rob him of what was left of himself. We have been privileged to be Lacy's parents for 35 years.  He has been a joy in our lives and hearts.  We had such hard times, but Lacy never failed to try his hardest.  He was a worshipper of the Lord Jesus and a man of faith.  He slipped into heaven in his sleep.  What a joyous homecoming party in heaven! "Soady Pops" for everyone!! Now it is left to us to plan our goodbye and to keep walking our own road of faith knowing that our sweet beloved son is in the arms of our Lord and Savior. My last words to him yesterday afternoon were "I love you."  He smiled at me.  I hugged him.  On the way home, a scripture sud

Lacy is going through a rough patch.  HD is a thief and robber - it robs the personality, the body, and the mind.  Today Lacy yelled at me for the first time in a while.  He was angry.  I'm not sure why.  He just kept yelling, "You don't understand!" Lacy's quality of life is most important to us.  We are working with the doctor and nurses at Shiloh to problem solve.  As Kenny and I have practiced letting go of worrying about things we can't change, we are better able to offer practical help and suggestions.  We went over on Monday night and helped get Lacy bathed and in bed.  I purchased some new clothes for our boy that are softer, looser, and breathe more so that he will be more comfortable.   We are all taking it one day at a time.  Lacy can't sit up by himself, but he is in a special wheelchair and he is happy.  He sometimes wants to eat, sometimes not.  That's ok.  We might need to try medications to help him feel less stressed.  Also ok.  It

We've added a new fur baby to our pack.  Roger is also a "tripawd" dog.  He's missing a front leg, just like Violet. We'd been looking for a friend for Violet, so I posted on FB that we were searching.  That evening, my friend, April, posted a photo of Roger and tagged me.  I took one look, and knew he was our dog. When I contacted the rescue organization, they were excited that we already had a three-legged dog.  Turns out Kenny had met one of the ladies who heads up For Pets' Sake, so she knew we were ok people.  We took Roger for the weekend, and he's settling in nicely.  We've found a match! When you adopt a pet, there is a period of adjustment.  New schedules and routines have to be established.  We have to learn each other's body language and vocabulary.   We have to learn to trust each other.   Roger has become a new member of our household.  He's being moved from one place to another.  Right now, he's not "all in" in