What a treat it was to walk down the hall this morning and see my son asleep in his own bed. He's still got some work to do, but he's already amazed his doctors, nurses, and therapists with how fast he's recovering. Sometimes I catch myself staring at him and marveling that three weeks to the day of his accident, my son is home ... safe, secure, and whole. Even the most optimistic didn't think this day would come so quickly. I feel very blessed.