Instead of 64.4 degrees at Moore Cancer Center waiting room today it is 71.2, it feels warm. Just showing it is all relative.
Emmanuel Bapitist Church's mailbox address is 911, someone wrote "call" above it. That works with a little prayer too.
Listened to NPR Here and Now on the drive to mom's chemo appointment while she napped. The radio can be a respite.
Tripping over your own feet and jamming a finger makes gripping the steering wheel a little more difficult, even to the point of numbness.
Heavenly Father has lots to take care of but I am okay asking Him for miracles if it is necessary for Anthony, Jana, and Zoe' s safe travel and functioning car.
Yellow flats are pretty adorable.
It is all just stuff, being able to take everything you want and need in 1 little van across country is pretty amazing.
A little wind takes cute and curly hair and turns it into messy and curly hair.
A quick stop into the Circle K for a Diet Coke allows for no sleepy drivers home from Moores Cancer Center.
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