Through all the tears, you made me smile

Yesterday was not a good day for me. I had a full blown asthma attack during the day. Thank goodness for recue inhalers! What a blessing they are. Then last evening, I fell! Talk about being sore. I couldn't sleep because I was so sore. I had taken tylenol without much success. Or perhaps it there was and I would have felt worse without it. Anyway, I landed on my left side and rolled. I sprained my left hand and bruised my hip, knee, and foot. Fortunately nothing was broken and I didn't hit my head. But then again, if I had hit my head, perhaps it would have been an improvement! lol !! Anyway, I am very thankful I wasn't hurt any worse. My angel was looking out for me for sure.

This past week I have spent more time journaling in my regular journal and in my travel journal for my class. Elizabeth and I have also talked a lot about doing a Faith Circle Journal. We have invited several other members of CX to join us. Right now there are four of us. Hopefully after the holiday some more will respond. But if it remains at four, all the better. We'll really get to know one another better. I have faith and know it will be as it is suppose to be.

My journaling class is coming right along. The group is a wonderful mix of personalities and we all seem to fit in just fine. I must admit to being a sort of email wall flower. I tend to read more than post. I don't know why that is. Usually when something involves on-line I am not shy. Now real time - that's another story completely! I'm very quiet and listen and observe. But look out once I get to know someone and feel comfortable - I never shut up!!

As for scrap pages, I haven't done that much this past week. We are trying to get the computer room and guest room switched around. Everything must be gone through and although not difficult, it is time consuming. How on earth do we ever get so bogged down with so much paper? Geesh!!

Geoff testified to the House Internation Relations Committee this week. It was broadcast via the web. I watched and was so very, very proud of him. All I can think is how much my mother would have been proud, too. She was the one who instilled the love of God's creations in us.

For now my hand is getting sore, so I'm going to close.

Because you loved me.

Ang