Over the past week we've been celebrating Ralph's birthday.  First, we celebrated it at GF Strong, where he's undergoing rehab.  Then, a few days later, I took the bus out to Abbotsford to celebrate with family there at the hospital.
We are so so thankful for Ralph.  It's been a really difficult year, especially for Melanie, Heinz, mom and dad, but I cling to the goodness of life as it is presented to us.  Somehow, I believe God is in the midst of Ralph's tragedy.  In some mysterious way this is what God thought best for Ralph's salvation, and I have to trust Him.  I don't understand it.  My mind is too small to grasp it.
Ralph we love you.  You're a treasure to us.  Happy 22nd.
Celebrating at the rehab centre:
Celebrating in Abbotsford (incidentally - but not insignificantly - Ralph ate yoghurt and drank Sprite today, while we were eating pizza; it was the first time he "ate" something since January of this year):
 
 




