Full of Love

The last eighteen months of my father's life were a constant lesson in counting our blessings, every extra day we were given was part of a greater miracle.

At his passing, the outpouring of love and support, the Facebook messages, visits to my parents' home, as well as those who gave of their time to bring food, or attend the Visitation, Funeral Service or Internment was an amazing, comforting and humbling experience.

So.  Today.  Journal about a time when something you would rather avoid became, instead, a blessing.