I have so much to be thankful for this week. It's been a jarringly stressful week, after getting that phone call saying "Dad had a heart attack". I'll skip the details but I am very aware that we are lucky that he is alive.
Even though we live a fair distance from the hospital, we came home each evening to be with our dogs and then spend time with them out in our winter wonderland each evening. And, when my spine couldn't handle even one more trip into the big city, the Runner uncomplainingly covered for me, leaving me to rest at home. I am lucky.