Life goes on

Isn't it wonderful? Broken hearts heal, miracles happen, babies are born. I don't ignore the bad things in life, but I really appreciate the good things. This cold and frosty morning after I fed the chickens, I looked up, and there in the overcast sky were beautiful jet trails. I love to think of all those people traveling--going exciting places. I love to fly, especially when you take off on a grey, miserable morning, and then suddenly break through the cloud layer to amazing sun and blue clear skies. I am grateful for the long awaited appearance of a certain beautiful young lady (Phoebe Pearl, 8 lbs, 12 oz.--exactly what BigGirl weighed!).