my birthday week

Last Sunday afternoon, 

the last time I wrote, 

Amanda had come to Savannah for my birthday.

Three days to be together and do what we love to do.

We took a quick rest and headed to Tybee to walk on the beach and eat tacos.

It was so much fun.

A great start to a full week of birthday shenanigans.

On Monday I got sick with a horrendous stomach bug.

There was no birthday celebration...

only misery.

Today is the first time I have felt even remotely normal.

All that to say...

What?

I don't know what to say other than,

God is good all the time.

He has His purposes and plans for me.

They are for my good and His glory.

Also,

I was and am so well taken care of and loved by my family.

I needed a lot of care, and they were here for me.

My birthday cake is in the freezer 

waiting for a day real soon when we can celebrate.

Until then, I'm just so glad to feel better.

🎂🎉🎁