My first update from home. I really don’t know where to begin. The past week has changed me forever. My baby boy (and he will always be my baby boy regardless of age) is finally sleeping in his own bed. So what now? I keep asking myself that question and I really don’t have an answer yet. Honestly, I don’t think I have even begun to process what has happened. If you don’t mind, I am going to use this platform to help clear my thoughts…and a few tears. Here we are back at home trying to figure out what the new normal will be. Jordan seems to be having a good day. His headaches are slight and his earache is under control with mild pain medicine. But what if that changes? What if he wakes up screaming? What will I do tomorrow when we wake up and he isn’t in school? So many questions, so many changes, so much to think about. A split second act has changed our direction. I am not afraid of the new direction just trying to understand it. I have read multiple articles on TBI (traumatic brain injuries) and I feel that I have a clear understanding of the do’s and don’ts. Unfortunately Jordan doesn’t quite understand it yet. He feels physically fine. His body works and he wants to do the things he used to do but he can’t. And he wont be able to for a long time (and some things might be taken off his “to do” list forever). Can you imagine that? Something you love to do (like skateboarding for Jordan) and you cannot do it anymore. Once again, this all changed in a second. A senseless act has raped my son of parts of his childhood. I will do my best to help him navigate this with courage and faith and find replacement activities for him. I will be by his side (as I am for my other two kids) forever and that is a promise I made the day each of my children were born. I am honored to be a parent – it is something I have wanted to be for as long as I can remember. And for this, I am the luckiest man alive. As I get ready to finally sleep in my own bed, I just want to let everyone know that I have a new found respect for each and every one of you – for you have affected my life forever. I want to end this with a quote that has been hanging over my desk since my oldest child was placed in my arms: “A hundred years from now, it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove. But the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child”.  Sincerely, Jordan’s Dad