Thursday, January 22, 2009

A full heart.

I am really grateful to whoever made me this hat. I love it lots

As I type this, I talk to Claire who is sitting next to me with braided ponytails. Ponytails that her second mother Aunt Cjane put in her hair earlier this morning. She looks darling. My heart goes out to Cjane, Page and Lucy my beloved sisters. Sisters who stepped up when I slept.
My heart is full.

And the only funny thing that happened to me today was when my PT Kirk worked on my neck and worked my beanie all the way down past my eyes. Then he politely asked me to stand up. I quietly laughed since I couldn't see a blasted thing, and my hands don't work so hot-not enough to help myself anyway. He had no idea!
I like those simple moments of my life. They chase away the blues, and I love telling Mr. Nielson something funny when he walks into the PT room. He is so dashing and works so hard. I can't help but fight hard for him. Fight to be that wife again. His loving Queen who enjoys serving him. Like I said, my heart is full tonight.

I love you all sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much. Keep me in your prayers-