{Thanksgiving Afterglow}

Well, he...me...we...us...we all. . . made it.

A 1 hour surgery became an over 3 hour surgery.

I found myself very anxious.

But he is okay.

Just a few request. . . pain pills, no light, little noise, and Mandi's Chocolate Cake.

Who in their right mind could complain about

Thanksgiving when you look at these
little faces?
Thanksgiving was just a little different this year. . .
and that's okay. I have. . .
A Very Mighty Savior.
Spunky Healthy kids.
A beating heart.
Pitter Patter. Pitter Patter.
A bruised and swollen, but faithful man who loves me.
A Crazy-Loving Family.
Friends I adore.
A roof, food, and some wheels.

Oh yes, and a very loyal dog in the backyard.
See? I'm okay.