Last Sunday a sweet lady at church stopped me and asked how I was doing. "Great!" I told her. "Really?" She asked. "Yes. Fantastic!"
Her next answer threw me for a loop: "Good, then I'll stop praying for you."
I'm still at a loss for words. "No! Wait. Keep praying.... pleeeeeease!"
There is about a 1/2" of hair on top of my head. Not quite enough to go without the hats or wig, I'm sure anxious for that time to come, though!
New Year's Day:
Friday -fun times with Grandpa & Grandma
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