Thank you for your expressions of concern regarding the pain I have been experiencing. Mostly, I am better and improving enough to be able to return to my daily walks.
When I hear the news that The New Boy is ripping through his addition and subtraction flashcards, the teacher in me cheers. His Mama is a scientist/engineer, so it ought not to be surprising that as an almost five year old he understands numbers.
Another thing that encourages my inner teacher is the comment about the little girl who lives at my daughter's house, "Miss T read five words tonight!"
The Grad Student celebrated his birthday this week. Well, celebrated is a stronger word than what actually happened. I should say that his birthday was acknowledged. Texts, emails and phone calls stated, "Happy Birthday!" I gave him a consumable gift--his very own box of our favorite whole wheat pita chips with my promise to not eat even one chip from 'his box'. When I remember his birth, I still marvel and am so very thankful for his life and health. We were living in the jungle with only helicopter access to the nearest town and medical help. I had malaria. Mission Aviation Fellowship pilots heroically flew to pick us up and take us to the mission hospital where he was born a month before his due date. But because of God's grace and mercy, we were both fine. He has always excelled in anything he puts his mind and attention to doing. And he is thriving in his chosen field of study as an anthropologist.
Flowers blooming in my garden in January cheer me up. Camellias are busting out all over.
The small white blossoms of the lenten rose have opened.
What's making you smile this week?