Thursday, January 31, 2013


When I woke up I had the most horrid headache. I went in and lay on the end of Steve's bed. He was sitting up, typing on Little Miss iPad. He said, "Look at me, it's a miracle!" I looked at him thru a headache haze and saw a gaunt man who hadn't shaved in a while. He said, "I'm cured." It then sunk in, he was no longer 'fluish'. I burst into tears and couldn't stop. I blamed it on the headache. A miracle, cured, a miracle, cured. Please Jesus...

I took some migraine meds, called a friend to pray and fell asleep to start over again later.

1 comment:

  1. Hope and pray you are feeling better Denise. God it must really suck to feel like crap and wanting to take care of your hubby. By the Way Steve does look better than before. God bless and will continue with my prayers. Love you both. sue