Counting Your Blessings

Since these days I spend most of my time at hospitals and rehabilitation facilities, my creative canvases are pretty limited. I'm becoming my own canvas by trying new hair and clothing.  It doesn't come easily for me.  Here's a short facebook post

 Through stage 3 mesothelioma and a stroke, she has been by his side unfailingly.
Sleeps in the hospital rooms with him.  And on the sofa next him while at home.
Reads the Bible to him every morning.

 The first good snowfall hit and our historic neighborhood is a glistening wonderland.
Heavenly hosts, and all that. 
But through the doors of our drafty home things are not always pretty.  Sometimes, dare I even admit, the cohabitants are downright ugly to one another.  There are times the pretty decor is overridden by the weeds of homeschooling and creating...

 Because one of the biggest things in my life as mom occurred in the last month, I have to brag a wee bit...
Canvas by Serendipity Refined
photo by me