Sunshine in big windows.
IV poles with wheels for bathroom trips made easy.
Grandchildren visiting before church; singing one song to their sweet Binga; a nickname derived by Rachel at two years of age.
Smiles from her surgeon and nurse.
One more day here, waiting for platelets to grow.
Hymns sung with prayer and thanksgiving by me..
Gratitude wells within me, even as her wound gapes from the top of her shirt.
The surgeon saw my mother's heart, Lord.
With Your divine guidance he removed the crusty, stiff valve and sutures in a new cow tissue valve, lovingly crafted by ladies in China.
Thank You Lord, for those ladies in China-
Thank You Lord for this gifted surgeon, our wonderful nurses and most of all, for
You are wonderful,