March arrived in the same way that February left: Full of sunshine!

…in more ways than just the weather.

Last Sunday, I had a stomach bug. You know the thing…24 hours of misery during which I considered pre-writing my obituary. At about the 24 hour mark, the fever spiked, I broke out in a sweat and then…done. I took a shower and felt like I’d never been sick. I googled “24 hour stomach bug” and it says that it does not exist. Huh.

Anyway, onward. But, it kind of set the tone for the week and between this, that and the other I was feeling frustrated and annoyed and completely out of sorts.

Then I read the news.

And thought about my life.

And counted my blessings: BIG TIME! I live in a place where I do not have to worry about walking out in my yard and being shot or bombed or kidnapped, i.e. I am safe. I am warm. I have plenty of food. I have Bear and Auggie and good work. I have a loving family and wonderful neighbors.

There is more, but the point is that Life is Good for me and mine.

And there is sunshine.

I am grateful for everything. Mostly I am grateful that I have peace and safety. I seriously cannot imagine what it must be like in some parts of the world and I found myself praying this week for those that do not have peace and safety.

Perspective is interesting.

Mine shifted yet again.

It was a wonderful week and weekend.