family.

We woke up this morning to the sad sound of my boy, violently sick. I don't know how many times this happened before Kirby joined him. Needless to say, this put a bit of a damper on our day, especially for Kirby's Dad, who was now the only man up around here... having come a long way with his Mom for  Christmas visit... :(  My girls enjoyed plenty of time together, and I had some good talks with Ethel while we made food together in the kitchen. We also enjoyed a lovely walk in about 15 degree weather- a sunny blue sky. While we were walking along Broadview, we saw a horse and rider gallop through the field next to us. It was a treat; we are town- dwellers!
Mary and Emma were a bit glum by dinner, sad that their dad and brother were missing out on the feast. I had the pleasure of providing some small cuddles to my dear little Emma throughout the meal, as we sat side by side. But by the time the meal was done, Mary was so upset she left the table feeling ill, and in tears. Thankfully she doesn't seem to have the flu- she was simply distressed. Tonight I thank Heaven for a caring phone call that came to her just then from a loving Grandpa, and one not long after from a sweet and comforting Aunty. My heart is full of gratitude for the powerful blessing of family; I saw my tender little girl wilting, and the loving kindness they poured on left her bright and warm and glowing.

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