Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Early this morning, the trip to the hospital began with a stop and Grammie and Grandpa's house for two reasons. One, to drop Yen off with us and another reason, so we could hug and kiss our little sweetie before she went to surgery. She was so nervous, yet mustered up a smile for the camera. Her heart is so compassionate, so full of love. She wanted to let me know how much she loves us. I thank you all for your prayers and well wishes. This little one has endured so much, yet not once have I heard her complain. She sees the beauty of God in everything around her. A couple of weeks ago when she and I went to the local pond for a picnic, it was very windy and I mentioned to her that some people say that wind is the breath of God and she looked it me so seriously and said, " I think it is too, and I love the way His breath kisses my face when its windy." The wind is gently blowing today and I think it is the breath of God, kissing sweet Mei on this very scary day for her.
Soft music, the gentle kind of music that makes you feel content with life... the view from the window as I sit and spin at the wheel makes ...