Hello friends. I haven't blogged since last week. No, I am not apologizing - I'm just sayin'. I had a bit of a scary moment late last week and have had to put things off for a bit. Not just bloggy things, but all things. I am on couch most of the day, hoping that the next day will be better and I will have more energy. I know I'm being pretty vague, but I am not really sure I want share such details with the world. It's a bit of a story, let me tell ya. And sometimes it is better not to know....you know?
I do know this - I am grateful for the way things work out. I know that Heavenly Father is aware of me & my needs. I know that I will forever be grateful that the Mr. just happened to take the day off work that not so wonderful day. I am grateful for priesthood blessings and amazing friends who helped to save the day. I know I am loved.
The day I came home from the hospital, I instagram-ed this shot of myself. I looked horrible. I felt horrible. And, for some odd reason, I wanted to remember it. I wanted to remember that good can come from the bad. That time heals my wounds.
And that is all I have to share about that. I think it goes without saying that I will not be blogging much this week. For the first time in a long time I am going to have to focus on myself and my needs. I need time to heal properly and prepare for the future.