My husband’s mom had a stroke this week. We don’t know much, but she has recovered a bit so that is a good sign that slowly she will recover some of what was lost. We really know nothing beyond that. We are praying hard and visiting often… but it will be a long road.
On top of that everyone but the hubby has been sick. The baby and I seem to have gotten the worst of it. Sniffling, sneezing, coughing, stuffy nose, fever… basically every symptom on the back of a box of Niquil. Yuck!
And on top of all that… our furnace isn’t working right. It will not keep the house at any sort of normal temp. I think our high has been 66* for the last couple days.
I have been grumpy, sick and feeling kinda hopeless.
So I just need to be grateful for a moment… just a moment in this hectic-as-all-get-out week that will not end for a few more hectic weeks… I just need a few minutes to count my blessings.
(Here is the History of Spontaneous Gratitude.)
So this week I am wonderfully, amazingly grateful for:
My wonderfully warm fireplace that is keeping at least a couple rooms in the house at a temperature that will help us get well.
Projects to make feet more snuggly.
Evidence of warmer weather on the horizon.
And this sweet, precious little guy who, although he has a cold, still will put up with me carrying my camera around instead of him.
For a minute at least.