snow

One of those cold mornings that you prayed for snow so you could stay snuggled in bed. Not our luck. We get up, get ready, and tromp through the muck. We can hold our head high and know that we are not alone, all the other fortunate souls get to do it too. Yep, fortunate. Two years ago, I did not know if I was going to live or die, and as far as tromping, I could barely walk. A lot of things change...and a lot of times it's for the better if you only have faith.

God Bless!