Now it's time to heal

Some weeks are just harder than others...aren't they?

Parental worries:

Our only daughter had major back surgery Monday

I swear I could feel every pain as I watched her

try to manage her pain and discomfort.

Oh how we hurt when our children hurt.

You go through these things too.

grandparent responsibilities:

Helping 4 grandchildren back and forth to school.

hospital visits. comforting. food. baths. bedtime. homework.

It took grandma AND grandpa...

and it was such a blessing for us to be a part of.

all of us juggling work schedules:

thankful to our son in law who slept every night

by her side, waiting on her every need,

giving her the best of care.

Showering her with 2 magnificent fresh bouquets.

Heavenly!

So glad it's the sunday AFTER and not the sunday BEFORE.

during this time:

Joni sat beside her weary mother, holding her sweet hand as she

was coming to the end of her beautiful life.

Joni, crying, was reading her Psalms 23

The world's favorite psalm:

The Lord is my Shepherd

I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures

He leadeth me beside the still waters

He restoreth my soul

He leadeth me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil

for thou art with me.

Thy rod and thy staff comfort me.

Though preparest a table before me

in the presence of mine enemies.

thou annointest my head with oil

my cup runneth over

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me

all the days of my life.

I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

Joni's mother left this world to live with her

heavenly father, this morning. Sunday.

and then we had...

The Boston Marathon turning into a tragedy

bless all those who were affected

Glad this week is over

now it's time to heal