When it rains, it pours.
I am sitting in the hospital with my dad right now.
He’s been here for 5 days.
He’s on the upswing and I am so grateful.
I am extremely grateful for my wonderful husband
who tells me
“Go, I’ll take care of everything.”
A few weeks ago,
our family lost
my nephew Braxton.
He’s dancing in heaven now,
where I imagine
he can choose the weather.
Sitting down to my laptop this morning
I am happy to find these old photos.
What a great reminder that
sometimes
the best time to dance and sing
is when it rains.
alice w. gold 
Your hubby is doing a good job too! Caroline is having a good time over here. 😉
So sorry to hear about your Dad… are you in St. George? Hang in there! I hope he gets to leave soon… a hospital isn't the best place to rest.
ToOdLeS.