What do you get when you went to bed at 8 and wake up at 1 am? This:

You might not like this, but I got my stitches out yesterday, but the pins have to stay in another week. It felt so good to get the wrappings off.


But you will love this

Whoa

I picture Danny (Duane would just pull the door off)

I can't wait for the Millennium

I would not be a meteorologist if I could do this

I vow to TRY to never complain again

I had a dream the other night that I totally lost my feet. I could not walk easily and I got very depressed. Just my feet. I could get prosthetics and walk just fine and even learn to run and still work out and get around. But because of a little setback, I got discouraged and felt sorry for myself. I woke up so thankful for the pain in my feet because it meant I had feet. I was thankful for the headache I had when I got up because it meant I was alive. And I tell Heavenly Father this every morning: "Heavenly Father, I'm alive and I'm thankful. Most of what I have doesn't work like it should anymore, most of the rest hurts, and what's left itches. But thanks for allowing me to wake up. Oh, and thanks so much for the electricity, the clean running water, for my job, and for my family."

I hope we never lose our sense of wonder, I hope we never lose our gratitude for what He has given us, and I hope we dance.