By all rights, it shouldn't have been. It had all the elements of what would, in fact, be the opposite: two doctors appointments located in two different cities; blood work; a bleeding dog; a husband leaving for Dallas.
In the middle of the hectic bustle, I feel gratitude...for a day with my son and my mom, for a reduction in anxiety medication, for a sleep study ordered to sort out the breathing issues I have at night, for tacos, for mashed potatoes all over my determined 10 month old who tried and tried to use a spoon, for kisses from Nick before he left for 4 days.
Thanks be to God for the good. Thanks be for the warmth, the kindness of others, and the forgiveness of a fluffy poodle with a scar.
