We are blessed and humbled by your prayers.
Hope and gratitude fill our hearts to The One who hears our every cry. Audra left you all a sweet message in the comment section of the last post. (She was holding and ice pack to her mouth and pecking out her thanksgiving to you one-handed.)
We are both blessed, very blessed.
Asters are on the nightstand. Rest and ice cream are on order this weekend.
Butterfly mobile in Audra's room.