Homecoming

Aiyana continues to improve AND the day was full of crisp blue sky and white fluffy clouds. We are in full throttle to prepare things at home, to be ready for the day when they say -- TAKE HER: SHE'S YOURS! Those words we expect to hear any day.

A serious look at the house and sleeping arrangements is in progress, to move family around to accommodate Aiyana with a bedroom and private bath. It's weird how germs were something we accepted. I mean without germs that build antibodies, we'd be like the aliens in Independence Day who couldn't tolerate even the simplest virus (computer or otherwise). I've always thought they make us strong and resilient.

Not anymore. Soon we will snap on rubber gloves and with a bucket of Lysol go to work. Like chemo, we will champion the eradication of the bad as we whistle a happy tune. Carpets will be shampooed, floors cleaned and scrubbed, furniture moved and replaced, stuffed animals archived, lives rearranged, all with a you-bet attitude.

Aiyana's coming home, we all say: roll out the red carpet because she'll be coming home.