Second, the first counselor of our ward died. He was the pillar of strength there and only 44 years old. And that hurt my heart. It felt like I was like running full speed into a brick wall.
Third, hubs got me sick. I have a sinus infection that has traveled to my chest. So, I am letting go of trying to be superwoman and going to try rest and let him take care of me.
I've got some exciting Latin recipes to share with you and a few crafts, but, until I am a little better, my bed and my Martha Stewart memory foam pillow will have the best of me...

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