Thank you, thank you, thank you. I was certain I would be charbroiled after my “uncorking”” post. But, my goodness, you have shown me kindness and understanding. Thank you. There is so much more to my story that I won’t ever share. It’s not all mine to blab to the world and I’m not out to hurt or dismantle anybody.
I love the common thread that winds through so many of our stories. I wish I could hug all of you.
Instead, I made you a cake. And for grins my son colored that balloon sticking out of my head. If I were to ever grace the cover of a magazine I think this is what would happen to me. I’d be posed nicely, but in the background would be some weird object placed just in the right spot to look like I was growing something weird out of my body….might want to get that thing looked at.
Okay, now you can lick your monitor. Unless you’re allergic to coconut…then don’t lick the monitor.
Thank you again, for lifting us up in your prayers, for thinking of us, for being concerned for my family, for knowing that we are human beings with hearts, for your gracious words of advice and encouragement.