Survivor

We have had whatever ailing bug has been going around this countryside.  I'm tired of it.  Sick of it, literally.  It's so frustrating to be so sick for so long.  Thankfully today was the first day of school and head start AND the first day I've felt well enough to do anything beyond the basics.

When you're used to four kids and you have three hours with only two, it's almost like you've won the lottery.  Especially when one child clinically probably counts as three.  Goodness sakes.

The good news: we survived Christmas with flying colors.  L (foster child) did so well.  She had some issues the few days after Christmas but the day of Christmas she was so happy, thankful, happy for others.  It was great to watch and see and for everyone to have a great day.  She really has made some progress since being here.  She's still a great disruption to our household but so much better than when she arrived.  Keep praying--it has to be so hard to start attaching yourself to a foster mom but miss your bio mom like crazy.  Your heart is in two places but your body is stuck in one.  There's a part of her that knows it's better for her to be at our home until her mom is healthy but she still doesn't like it.  And that's OK.

Our beloved neighbor Ethel Ann passed away at the great age of 89.  To think I only knew her for 1/89th of her life!!  She was wonderful and so active at such an old age.  I was able to go to her service; of course at the 5th ward in Iona.  My first LDS funeral.  It was a great service and not too long.  Probably much thanks to the fact her husband is 92 and wouldn't last through any longer service than they had.  She was a spunky lady with tons of personality--no wonder I loved her so much.

We survived the holidays.  Only part of the Christmas cards were mailed.  The other are sitting in a pile waiting to be assembled.  Some day.  Maybe Valentines??