P.G.I.F........

Well glory be it's Friday! Or, as my friend Renee posted on Facebook this morning P.G.I.F. (praise God it's Friday)!!

Yesterday I went to visit my sister, Angie, after her surgery and she is doing really well. She was a little loopie coming off the morphine and anesthesia, which was a wee bit entertaining, but by the end of night, she was clear headed and determined to do whatever it takes to get out of that hospital bed and into her own by Sunday night. I believe she will succeed, she can be really stubborn sometimes, and it's always good when some of our, not so wonderful traits, can yield positive results. This has been a life altering event and I hope that she will continue channeling that stubbornness in the direction of improving in the areas that will decrease the chances of this event reoccurring. Thank you all for your thoughts, encouragement and prayers!

My Allie returns tonight, however I will not see her until Sunday cause I am headed to Alabama to pick Nick up and to celebrate my nephew Derrick's birthday! My nephews, Mike and Derrick, have been such an inspiration to me through the years. I can't guarantee that they are fully aware of how they have allowed God to shine through them in the midst of their frailties, but they have allowed God to be their strength and have inspired so many people through their courage and their ability to not let this disease steal their joy. They have truly made the best life they could with the hand that was dealt to them and have done so beautifully. Derrick will have surgery on Monday to have a trach put in place, cause he no longer has the strength to breath and eat like he needs to, and therefore has further suppressed his immune system making putting him under for this surgery even more fragile than Duchene's Muscular Dystrophy already has.  Please remember him in your prayers.

In trying times it would be easy to just let the weight of it all bring you down into a deep dark place, but I am so thankful that God always finds a way to sustain us. Rather it's through the living testimonies of others or a subtle whisper in the ear, God always gives us life lines along the way, at the moments He knows we need it the most. Life can be a painful process, and as much as we enjoy happier times, without those dark place moments I don't think we could fully appreciate the joys in life. Growth, strength and beauty are not developed in our happy times, happy times are the results of everything it took to get you through whatever storm or dark places you've had or will have to journey through. Better awaits us all.

Have a great weekend!!!