We've been battling the galloping crud around here this week. It felled one daughter, then the son, then me and another daughter, and finally the hubby. It's been a real germapalooza. We're finally coming out of it, and it makes me thankful for many things: indoor plumbing, a microwave, extra soft tissues, takeout, an insanely comfortable bed with fresh sheets--to name just a few. But most of all, I'm thankful for my health that is returning.
There is nothing like sickness to remind us how much we appreciate health. So, on this day of returning to the ranks of the hale and hearty, I celebrate health. It is a wonder.