One month ago today I hopped on a plane to hurry home to my husband as fast as I could, the day after arriving in South America. I was drained from the prior days travel, little sleep worrying about my husband and if I’d be able to get a flight home the next day, but I made it. The past month has been one of the hardest stretches we’ve walked through as a family. My husband’s accident changed our whole rhythm overnight. Seven broken ribs, a fractured spine and a broken collarbone set us on a pat