I like to go for long walks on Sunday mornings. This time of year is so beautiful, and here in St. George all the trees are in bloom and there are daffodils everywhere. This walk always gives me a lot of time to think about my life. Each time I go I shed a few tears thinking about how blessed I am. I have the most wonderful supportive husband and family. They go out of their way to take every opportunity to help me in any way they can think of. I have friends who bring food, send cards, call and pray for me. Every day someone helps me in some way. Yesterday I was visiting with a couple of friends and we were talking about how well I am doing. One mentioned the tender mercies of the Lord and I thought a tender mercy is like a miracle. My Heavenly Father has blessed me with so much strength to overcome things. He is always at my elbow helping me.

I feel him with me all day every day. I lead a blessed life and I am so grateful for the knowledge that I have that we have a Heavenly Father who loves us and that Jesus Christ is our Savior and he loves us. This is where my strength comes from.