Healing Over the Years

I know my life is soft -- I didn't even tear up at tonight's Good Friday's service, although it is the anniversary of the end of my cancer treatments in 2004.  Apparently, seven years is a mark of true progress in my healing.  But who can be sad when Meggar has just driven home for the weekend and is sitting in our pew holding my hand?  God is near and continuing to bless me!