My mom gave birth to me 38 years ago. I was 3 1/2 months early weighing 1.5 lbs, I was in the hospital NICU for 74+ days with wires all over me and signs on my feet saying "Dont touch my feet they are sore" Doctors told my parents that they should plan for a funeral rather than plan for me to come home. Here I am married 9 years (11/28 will 10yrs) and have a family of my own. My family has watched me succeed, my family has watched me fail. My family witnessed me get married and they witnessed the birth of our 1st child (daughter who will be 9 in Sept). I'm a miracle, I'm strong and a fighter.... God wasnt ready to take me because I still have a job to do.
Sprained my ankle Friday evening and I have been confined to the couch since then. Now it's time to pray and be thankful I'm alive, I'm blessed and I am very grateful
Prayer request: I lost good friend named Debbie today and my heart hurts. I know she isn't in pain anymore. Please pray for her family. 🙏🙏🙏 Thank you.
Until we meet again Pretty Lady 🕊️