Up in the atmosphere, up where the air is clear oh lets go fly a ....plane.
I love flying. Up above the clouds, looking down on the earth from 500 miles up. Its exhillarating. As close to heaven as you can get while your heart is still ticking. I can spend the entire flight, just gazing out that tiny window. So calm and peaceful, high up above the concerns of the world. But ours was only a short flight, and we touched down safely on solid ground. Back to reality with a bump.
I've been away for a week. It went by so fast. Every day, my Mother in Law and I went to the hospital for at least four hours, often for longer. We would see Kayla starting to get tired and suggest we let her rest. But she would say, please dont go, you are only here for a few days so I want you here as long as possible. So we stayed for a few hours each day. Kayla is on strict bed rest for two weeks to make sure her incision heals well. After only a few days she is already restless. So was glad for the extra company. The docs are happy with her progress so far, but dont want her to take any chances on the infection recuring. However bored she is of her bed, she is busy making plans for the future. She has set herself a goal of being well enough to be able to go trick or treating. She may be a very grown up sixteen year-old in many ways, but having her set that goal, tells me she is still a little girl. With all the same needs and wants of any child.
This little girl has such a huge, huge place in my heart. A tear slipped down my cheek as our plane left Edmonton. I looked down on that city, hating to be leaving her, and said to myself "Bye Kayla". I dont know when I will get to see her again, but it cant be soon enough.