Today promises to be a good day. A good friend of mine is anxiously awaiting the arrival of a new grandson and I am anxiously awaiting the text that says he has arrived. The happiest days are always the days when babies make their grand entrance.
I feel better today which is another reason why it's got to be a good day. Yesterday was spent in a Nyquil-induced haze (the husband's cure-all for any ailment) and last night I shook off his offer of another dose. No, thank you. I would like to function today, if you don't mind. But then again, all that sleep I got yesterday had to have helped. Something helped. Thank you, Jesus.
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