The Flog – The Fabry Log

This is a difficult but beautiful blog to write. The traveling road show that is the Fabrys life continues in Oro Valley, Arizona. We spent the last 3 nights in Sierra Vista. Friday was Kaitlyn's 11th birthday and we tried to make it special. We've been calling realtors and talking with people to try and find a "replacement" place to stay, but tonight we will sleep in another hotel room.In the midst of all this change and moving around, I was tagged by my 18 year old son on Facebook.

I want you to read what he had to say, if you have time. Ryan is in Colorado finishing out his senior year of high school and getting ready to go to school in New York. He may need to join us here for treatment soon, but we'll see. Here's what he said on his Facebook page:

I'm not the kind of guy to comlain...most of the time. I'm also the kind of guy that doesn't care what people think...Most of the time. This note is just because these feelings have been bulding up inside me for the past month.I spent my seventh consecutive night in a dear, dear friend's house last night. Seven nights without a family member being seven steps away has been tough for me. Before this week, i was staying in an amazing, beautiful rental home. This was made possible by the same friends i am staying with now.

It had been a couple of weeks that it was only my father and I. At least that's how long it felt. It didn't feel long because of my dad, but because we are so used to our enormous, loving family being around. I felt horrible every time i walked out that door and left him alone. We had gotten to watch a lot of movies together, which is one of our favorite things to do. We watched Sling Blade, a little bit of raging bull, Michael Clayton, In Bruges, and Iron Man. It was a good week and a half. Yes that's how long it was.

Then we moved all of the furmiture donated to us into my friend's family's new house. They are a missionary family. This furniture was PERFECT for their new home. We were nothing but happy to help.

I said goodbye to my father one week ago yesterday. I've talked with him once since he left. That time when i talked with him he asked what i was doing the next day. I told him. He said, "Well have, man!" Now understand that my dad says "man" to his friends. He says, "Talk to you later, man. Thanks man, I'll see ya!" He only says that to his friends that are his age. I wil say it right now. As stupid and cliche as some may think it is, something happened at that very moment.

The brightest glow covered my face. Satisfaction was mine. I became a man. Well, i miss my family. I just wrote a paper about how inportant family is. I miss Megan's sophistication and insight. I miss Kristen's smile and maturity. I miss Reagan's giggle, his admiration, and his wonderful sense of humor. I miss Kaitlyn's scream haha no i miss her grace and charm. I miss Colin's dedication and the way he chews (i don't know he just chews funny). I miss brandon's laughter. If i even begin to list what i miss about my mother i will not only keep crying, but start doing it uncontrollably. I miss my father's incredible wisdom. I miss my parent's strength and guidance.

Don't take your family for granted. Please, please don't. They're all you need.Thanks for reading.