Thankful

I have been nursing a virus all weekend, a raging temperature, hacking cough and green mucus.  Add the runny ear and the blinding headache and you should get the picture.  If I am honest not one of the best weekends that I have ever had.

I stayed in bed and slept in between bouts of coughing and trips to the toilet.

I tried to read a book but to no avail, the book was too heavy to hold and I was uncomfortable.

I tried to watch a film but the lights made my eyes hurt.

Food was no real comfort, my throat was too sore to swallow.

All in all I felt pretty miserable.  Monday dawned, my 60th Birthday.  I would be a liar if I didn't admit to been a little disappointed and thinking about what might have been.  We had so many plans...

But as the day progressed, I was rewarded a little at a time.  I have never seen so many cards in all their formats and indeed glory.  From the humble picture drawn by one of the Grandchildren to the most elaborate e-card and everything in between.

I have been inundated with telephone calls and the wonders of technology linking me to family.

Friends and neighbours have called in, each bringing joy.

Indeed, your own comments and messages were uplifting.

I am surrounded by beauty, I just needed to open my eyes.

In the grand scheme of things I have nothing to complain about.  I am feeling much better, had a wonderful Birthday and a husband to share it all with.  What more do I possibly need?

See you soon.