Sorry Sunday

I spent today in bed, and not in a good way. I started getting a migraine last night before bedtime and it raged most of today. I had all the classics, light sensitivity, motion sensitivy, sick to my tummy and extreme pain. I need to see a doc about getting an Rx for these as they keep comimg at me.

I was so proud of my hubby. He got all five girls up and going this morning for church. Our three girls (our son is up in Seattle staying with a friend) and two nieces that have spent the weekend with us. He fed them and took them off to church. He made them lunch and he made them dinner. I love that man. I'm so lucky to have him and I know it. I've said it before and I'll say it again. He has the kindest, most gentle heart of any man I've ever known. Our children are so blessed to have him as their father.

I'm feeling such gratitude this evening---I've been so blessed in so many things in my life. Caring parents who taught me right from wrong and loved me unconditionally, an amazing husband, four incredibly special children, amazingly kind in-laws, and a faith that has sustained me during some dark times. I've not always made the best choices in my life. Who can say that they always have? Mistakes are painful learning experiences. Loss teaches you heartwrenching lessons in love and service to those we need take care of in our lives.

I'm grateful for this road I've traveled.