Lately I've been rushing around, hurrying, procrastinating, worrying. I'm trying to remember to breathe. Breathe. Breathe. That helps.
Monkey 2 has had a severe relapse, and could use some prayers. (My new readers can read about the beginning here and an update here.) We have more, new doctors added to the team, but still do not have a diagnosis. I know there are so many people out there with sicker children, worse circumstances, scarier prognoses. I try to remind myself that we are truly blessed, and every day is a gift.
Sewing helps, too.