Some days are hard

For the last week I've been in bed with the plague that so many people are fighting. The coughing, fever, death cold. Slept through the first few days, but once you hit the point where you still can't get out of bed, but actually have brain functioning capabilities, it just gets old. For me today this apparently looks like taking it out on my husband. I hate those days where you're frustrated and it gets directed to the person you love most. Fail. The days not done ... Still time for it to be redeemed ... So here's to the joy that God's mercies are new every morning, and a husband who's more forgiving than I deserve. Thank you God and thank you Jake ... Baci Baci
And to anyone else fighting off this awful cold - praying for you

PitterPat

This morning I woke up to the beautiful pitter-pat of rain. It quickly turned from pitter-pat to downpour, but there are few sounds I love waking up to more. Hope you are all enjoying your weather however favorable or unfavorable - always look up. Baci Baci

I just love him

A word on this man ... I am so blessed by him. I love him more than I could ever express in words. He really is the sweetest man I've ever met.
Gush over ... thanks for bearing with me