Good morning, sweet friends!

Goodness, it is so wonderful to write to you.

Life has been very full lately! In the best way.

My sweet husband had elbow surgery yesterday, and he will be a little out of commission for a bit.

So, naturally, like any other Christmas-loving girl, I had him put up our Christmas tree before his surgery. :)

Yes, it is a little tiny bit early.

But, honestly, is it ever too early?

Asking for a friend.

Rise and Shine, precious friend!

Well, here we are.

Friday has arrived!!! Happy dance, happy dance!

I love Fridays!

My mom said I was born on a Friday, so of course, this makes sense. Ha!

You know I love to tell stories.

Just ask my kids. :)

They say I have a “story” about everything.

This post was written two years ago…but I needed the reminder. Maybe you do too…

One year ago, my Dad was in the hospital.

He was in the hospital for 70 days.

There were many days that we thought he would not pull through.

We, as a family, huddled around him, prayed over him, sang hymns over him, and read scripture over him.

My big, 6’2 strong Dad was whittled down to almost nothing.

That Summer was a hard season.