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Hello February

February has arrived once more. I can not believe that 2018 is 1/12 over.  Time flies when you are a Mom.  The days may be long but the months and years are quick.

I appear to be developing a cold which is a bummer. I can handle my RA (I have no choice) and normal fatigue, but to add on a cold is just a bummer.  At least I have lots of hot tea and hot chocolate.  Hot drinks fix what ails me.

I like my little house.  It is cozy when the wind is whipping the snow every direction at once.  It is cool when the sun's rays are trying to turn everything to liquid.  One of the few major changes I would make would be in the bathroom.  I dream of a claw foot tub to soak in.  I love a good HOT bath but my tub is not real conducive to a long relaxing soak.  Maybe someday I will win an HGTV drawing for a home remodel. A gal can hope!

Nothing too major has been going on for us.  Between my flu and now my cold I am just trying to survive and still make fun memories with my Snowflake.

Total aside, I just exhaled out my nose and it whistled loud enough to startle my cats! Too cool. A new talent.

I have been pondering the fruit of patience lately.  Patience goes hand in hand with joy.  If we can learn to be patient and persevere through our times in the valley our joy will be that much easier to feel.  We can be patient because God promises us that sorrow and struggles are temporary, they have an end.  Joy is what is eternal for those who claim Jesus as Savior.  When I remember that truth it is so much easier to laugh and smile.

Be patient, smile and keep on keeping on for endless joy awaits.  Amen and Glory!


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