Guardian Angels and Other Musings

Many thanks to all who visited me in the hospital, and many may thanks to all those that helped keep me going the intervening weeks until this virus thingy laid me low. I thought It would be nice to share a picture my middle daughter drew of my Guardian Angel whom she was sure was ministering to me gently as I lay miserable, uncomfortable, and in pain. The depiction touched me, and to be honest I was desperate to get better so that I would not be forced into the hospital, and there was so much work to catch up already. But she drew me the pictures minutes before I started to feel better so maybe I should look more closely when she chooses to point out the angels which she seems to find all around us.

Sometimes I wonder if my recent bout with my body was motivated to teach me a lesson about how complacent and ungrateful all of us can be once become acclimated to a certain standard of living. In any case, the picture is primitive, yet appealing...