The doctor said to my Father: If I didn’t know any better I would think you were pretending to be sick, you look great! Whatever you are doing, keep doing it! My Father responded: I pray.
That is the faith I know to be true, that has encouraged my every step, it is this root of love that sustains me, grounds me while sprouting vines towards the light… trusting it is all good and carrying on…
My sister in law continues to heal, after two major surgeries on her pancreas in six weeks, surrounded by helping hands and the love of family and friends, she is starting to feel herself again.
You have heard it before, count your blessings…live your life like it was the last day….sing out loud, let your hair down, run through the sprinkler, be the miracle, hug your neighbor, use the good china, do what scares you…why wait to live or love the moment at hand?!
photo: vintage sheet that grows roses in colors that I find soothing. I have wanted to make a dress out of it, today I will wear roses!
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