Dr Duhart

On March 14, the doctor that delivered all of our children at home and was our family doctor for many years, suddenly passed away. He was so much more than just a doctor that trying to put his loss into words is so difficult. The bond that we shared with this man was special. To know that his time on earth has ended brings me sorrow but just having known him here on earth was an amazing gift. Here are some things that come to mind when I think of him:

*he was truly a gentle giant

*he had a sixth sense about a woman and her labor-he could tell by the sound of her voice

*he embraced people of all kinds-evidenced by the wide range of people who came to honor him at his funeral

*he marveled at the human body and allowed it to do what it was meant to do

*he was a part of our family-no matter how much time passed between births or visits, he always greeted me with a hug and his infectious grin

*he was a consummate teacher

*he had a god given gift of caring for the whole person

*he had a grace and presence about him. he was a man of few words but you always knew when he was there

*you never questioned his abilities-you just knew he knew what he was doing

*he had the most amazing hands

*we knew we were finished having children before his death, now we are certain-we couldn't have another without him


here is an article that was in the St Louis Post Dispatch:

http://www.stltoday.com/stltoday/news/stories.nsf/deathsobituaries/story/4CAA9DE5D501C0048625757F000BB491?OpenDocument

I'm pretty sure these boys would do anything for their sister. They've had their fingers and toenails painted, had their hair done, put on dresses, worn make-up and now they've had a chocolate mud mask. I think I've seen it all. They'll either be gay, metrosexual or they'll make really good boyfriends!!!!!

Wisdom

With age comes wisdom, or so they say. This morning Chase was sitting with Avery in her favorite chair. They have quite a bond, sort of like kindred spirits. I said to him, "what would you do without your baby sister?" "Well," he said, "you know I prayed for her, that's how I know God is real. If you can prove something then you don't have faith." He's so much farther with his relationship with God than I was at that age. Sometimes he's farther than I feel now. Interestingly, one of the definitions for faith is "a firm belief in something for which there is no proof."(merriam-webster online dictionary). He is wise beyond his years.