In Christ Alone our Hope is Found

I am writing this post, not so much to update you. I don't think my injury is update worthy. Ha. Seriously. But I need to document all of my equipement to look back on someday.  It's been three weeks since my fall and I have made tremendous progress. I went from not being able to straighten my leg for 2 weeks, to being able to walk in the last week. I use crutches or a cain when I am tired, but I can walk very slowly on my own. There is some pain still and my body is exhausted, but it's healing pain. I drove 2 times this week out of necessity and it's quite excruciating. Sitting in the van is also very uncomfortable. The top of my leg is still super bruised. It makes me disappointed that I'm not ready for church yet. I need a couch to sit on if it's more than 15 minutes. But I am so thankful for my healing. I appreciate every step and the freedom I have to get up and get myself some water or help tidy up and make some of supper. It's given me a whole new per

I have been meaning to sit and write this post for a week. But out of necessity, my kids have been doing the majority of the work in the house and my computer charger got lost in the shuffle 10 days ago. I thought it would be around the corner every day. But it's wasn't. So I had to wait for one from amazon. (: But first!!!!! My sister in law Lynne came home today. She has been in the hospital for a few months with COVID. My tears haven't stopped all day. What a tender Father we have. I just don't have the words to express our thankfulness. The Lord has heard our prayers and we are so grateful and humbled by His goodness.  Two weeks ago yesterday I fell. I didn't fall, I flew. It was a home morning for me. I didn't take care of Oma that morning, so we got school done pretty early. The door was locked and I had my pajajma dress on - with pockets. It was one of my favourite kind of mornings.  Since we had so much time, the little girls and I decided to rearrange t