I am such a lucky girl!
It was a crazy morning (as all are) in our house.
I have been sick and haven't been sleeping well.
Abby and I seemed to take turns from room to room exchanging coughing fits.
(she was in my bed and I was on the couch)
By some stroke of miracle, I made it to the office still in one piece today to find this in my inbox:

Not trying to bring up the hurt of Brittan dying again, but I had told you back in the spring about reading that story by that sport’s guy I read who had lost his lab and I think it’s more fitting now than ever.

I thought you might like to read it too, and it pretty much sums up how I think we both feel about our time with Brittan too. Love You! Me

Go HERE to read the article for yourself.

It touched me.

I am thankful to be married to someone so sensitive to my thoughts and feelings.

Abby said her prayers last night and it went something like this:
"Dear Heavenly Father, we thank thee for this day. We hope that we will get Brittan again. In Jesus Christ Name, Amen."