GRATITUDE
NEVER TAKE YOUR HEART FOR GRANTED!
I made it through the ablation.
Thank you, GOD!
I did have an issue. Apparently, they use a LOT of fluid in an ablation. This is sort of common (?), but my body didn't get rid of the water as fast as it should have and my oxygen plummeted.
I had to be admitted into the hospital for a couple of days - and even with Lasix - and I mean a lot of Lasix, the water didn't flow out fast enough.
Eventually I was sent home, and it is going slow, but sure.
I am so GRATEFUL TO GOD, I MADE IT THROUGH!
THANKS FOR ALL YOUR PRAYERS - I can't thank you all enough.
An interesting story of a mother loving her child more than herself.
Winter, 1943. Lviv Ghetto. Hunger and fear ruled the streets. Deportations came like clockwork, each train a one-way ticket to death. And in that suffocating darkness, one young mother made a choice that would echo across a lifetime.
Her infant son had only her hope and a thin shawl to survive the frozen night. She connected with Polish sewer workers, men risking their lives to guide Jewish families through the city’s hidden tunnels. On a night so cold it cracked stone, she placed her baby into a metal bucket and lowered him into the pitch-black sewer. She whispered a single prayer: “Grow where I cannot.” Then she stayed behind, facing the inevitable.
The baby emerged on the other side, cradled by the sewer worker, past the walls that held so many to death. Survival was still possible, but his mother’s life had been the price. She would remain nameless, faceless, a shadow in history—but her love lived.
Decades later, that boy, now an old man, returned to Lviv. He stood over the same manhole cover—the threshold between death and life. With hands weathered by time, he laid a single red rose on the metal and whispered: “This was my beginning.”
Her sacrifice left no grave, no photo, no record. Yet in that quiet act of love, she gave him everything. Sometimes, the most profound courage is the one that never asks for recognition.
THREE THINGS EVERY GRANDPARENT SHOULD SHARE WITH THEIR GRANDCHILDREN.
If you can't find anything to be grateful for - go back - because you missed it!
Do you know "yes, but" people? They always have a reason they can't do something. They always have excuses. Therefore, they will ALWAYS STAY THE SAME WAY! You have to be willing to try things - maybe again and again.
My dad was a tough man - I was never allowed to say 'no' to him or 'yes, but' or 'I can't'. You just could not say those words as answers. I was so angry at him sometimes. But I did become a strong woman.
M's Corner
9 Months Old:
kisses
hugs
shakes head no
waves goodbye
drinks out of a straw
standing holding on
has one adorable freckle on your nose
I Love you M,
NONA
