What a week I have had. We had our first day of homeschooling, only to get a phone call letting me know that my adoptive father was heading to the ER. He had surgery on Thurs. to repair a heart condition. All is well, but life as he knew it, no longer exists. Amazing how our life changes in a matter of moments. I guess that's what everyone means by treasuring each day.
But, my week ended celebrating a new life.
My friends, Bryan and Lee Ann welcomed their baby bo...ahem, I mean baby girl(inside joke) .
It's just what the doctor ordered! My spirits were so down, and I was tired with everything we were going through. I guess as the oldest, I take it upon myself to make sure everybody is well taken care of. By Friday, I was preparing for a meltdown.
I was anxiously checking Facebook every 20 minutes to see if the baby announcement was posted. Then the phone rang and it was Bryan. My heart was leaping as the proud father announced her name. Yes, this is what I needed to hear. There are so many people near and far that are hurting. The sign of new life is like the first blooms of spring. Hope is still alive. All things new again. I needed the reminder.