Home Again — A Heart Full of Gratitude

I’m writing this with a deep sense of gratitude and relief—I’m finally home again after another unexpected hospital stay. Those sterile rooms, constant tests, and long, sleepless nights are behind me for now, and while I’m physically tired, my heart is full.Getting out of the hospital isn’t just about being discharged. It’s about hope. It’s about a second (or third… or fourth) chance. It’s about realizing once again how fragile life can be and how fiercely loved we are by the people around us—and by God.

This time around, what impacted me most was watching my wife carry so much on her shoulders. I don’t know how she does it—her strength, her faith, and her patience amaze me. I’m so thankful for her. I’m thankful for our family, for our friends who prayed and reached out, and for the small things I’ll never take for granted again: a warm bed, a quiet moment, and being able to hug my kids.I still have a road ahead, and there are a lot of unknowns.

But what I do know is this—God is faithful. He has been with me in every hospital room, every anxious night, and every painful moment. And He is with me now, as I step forward into healing. So, to everyone who prayed, checked in, or even just thought of us—thank you. Your love reminded me that I’m not alone. And to anyone else going through a hard season, please hear this: there is hope. Even in the darkest places, God is there, and He is not finished with your story.

I’m home—and I’m grateful.— Nick