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Looking for the positives while being sick


This week started off lovely. I went to church and it was a wonderful service.

I decided to 'take in the air' so I selected my new hat given to me for Christmas by my aunt, and set off with my one headphone, due to the ear issue, to enjoy a lovely day by walking at the local little park.

It felt like spring. Not winter. The birds were singing lovely songs. People were out walking their dogs, and playing fetch with them. The play ground was filled with children laughing and playing as parents watched or joined in.
I had my phone with me and was able to take a few pictures.(Thanks Risa!)

 This tree looked like it was in bloom. Sadly the sun was nearing the end of it's permitting shine for the day and so weren't as bright as I had hoped but none the less you get the idea.
                                      
                                                                                                                                                               
     


At the beginning of the week I was blessed by another wonderful package in the mail from Melanie! Much thanks to you Melanie for your thoughtful gift! I truly blessed my heart, and I am very excited to make use of the lovely items!






 Tuesday night I had the lovely visitor known around these parts as the vomit bug.
He did a number on me  in the evening and all through the night. I spend all of Wednesday in bed, and Thursday and Friday slowly my energy has returned.

Despite the unpleasant start, health wise (with head cold and middle ear burst and then the vomit bug), to this year, I still wanted to wanted to start things right.

I am really being challenged and encouraged in ways I have not been in so long. I feel very blessed to be attending the church I am, and am determined to make this year count. I want to seize every day, make every moment matter.
 
We took Master E to a park on Fridayand I saw this sign and laughed. Thought you all may enjoy it as well!



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