The Little Miracles Count
People have frequently ask me if I am feeling discouraged because of Michael Ray 's stroke. It feels like a good day to share a bit of my world. The truth is that everyday I count my blessings , thank God for giving me strength and vision , and then I go to work. Life is good and I am blessed . I see miracles everyday. Last Saturday night I drove Mike and our son to their church meeting. I watched as my 14 year old son stood tall walking next to his father. I saw the miracle in each of Mi ke's steps. After the meeting I drove them to get a smoothie together. I stayed in the car so they could have time alone but, when I peeked in, I and them laughing and talking together. Another miracle. As a family we enjoy sunsets and rejoice in new days . We know that difficult moments pass and that kind words matter. We are learning life's lessons and striving to become a little better each day. We are blessed with incredible people in our lives who give us strength when we are weak.