I can only feel blessed to have “all the time in the world” to enjoy the colors of the season here around Corgi Hollows.
I am purposefully quiet, patient, waiting. I am not having friends over because I feel like I must entertain, (though I know they don’t want me to feel that way!) but I get a bit of a rise in emotions and blood pressure just knowing I SHOULD be hospitable.
So I am being quiet and alone.
I let the dogs out periodically, but they are little cozy companions mostly, all day.
I battle depression this time of year, so that is always an issue, but with the anticipation of surgery and becoming more well I have managed that pretty well.
I see God’s hand in everything.
I am so grateful to Him.
One more week until this procedure, and I am looking forward to a slow recovery afterwards.
Eight weeks without swimming is really too long, but I am doing okay.
I think God is really helping me.
In this world we will have trouble. God has overcome it.
With a thankful heart I say, come Lord Jesus!
MARANATHA!
{PS: The tile was laid in the basement signifying the end to my wet basement problems. I hope to have my children help me restore the library this weekend. Of the problems mentioned last week, your prayers are answered, and I am so glad. Margaret’s MIL is home from hospital, babies are doing well, things continue to hum along. I am managing pain, but I was warned, Supernaturally, last night, that I should be extra careful this week before surgery. I am heeding the warning. No activity. I am so grateful for my kids! Thank you, LORD!}