Dare I say it? Better?

Hi. On Saturday I went home to Mom and Dad's and visited Hazel. The sun was shining and I needed to get out of the house. It felt good to feel normal and DO something. So inhaler and steroids clutched in hand, off I went on a road trip. Now I had that awful sudden loss of energy yesterday, multiple times in a row in the morning before I left, but I decided to push through it and move and it seemed to ease up. The pharmacist told me it was likely related to side effects of the meds and just to expect to feel this way. So I went home for a short visit. Since I have been sick, I have really wanted to be with my parents. I always want to go home and I go home a lot. I love sitting on the porch in the spring and summer with my mom watching the sunrise with a cup of coffee in hand, watching the hummingbirds come up to us or the deer in the field, taking walks, going shopping or going to lunch or going to dinner with them. We sit and talk and read and laugh together. We listen to music or cook. We talk about Grandma and Grandpa, Aunt Thelma, Aunt Delma and Uncle Dean. We look at pictures of Matthew and Megan, Ryan, Christopher, Rachel and Luke, Lori, Mark and Amy's kids, Mike and Barb's kids, Kevin's wedding and we are thankful for what we have.

Nothing big, except inside my heart.

What I feel about these times with my family is very, very big. I am so blessed to be "Ruthie and Jerry's girl". I treasure these moments, being with and talking about my family and loving them all.

Then mom and I went to Sullivan and spent some time with Hazel. I love my mother in law. My squirrel chasing and catching, straight talking, good hearted, fiery mother in law. I love it when Mom comes with me to visit her. We had a good day together and then I was off to come home to see my Randy play the drums with Amy Petty at church.

Wow, the music was just amazing. Amy was great, the team was great and Randy was where I love to see him, sitting behind his drums. After church, my dear friend Sam came up and hugged me and he took my hands and said one powerhouse prayer for my healing. Sam helped me with grace in past times and he has prayed for Chrissy and I just seek him out in bad times. Lots of people came up and told me they were praying for my healing. That was so good for my soul, my spirits and I tell you, I am up again at 2 am tonight, but I do feel better. Like I took a step forward out of the rut of illness I was in. Still weak, still having some of the same cough and icky feelings, but not as bad. I feel stronger.

Thanks for the prayers Sam, thanks Facebook and email and blog friends, thank you Abba.