First of all, it is a beautiful cold autumn Saturday morning and that makes me happy. At my house, no crazy black Friday foolishness and no premature Christmas decorating! Nope, not at my house.
Today I realize that my recovery is moving along and I will soon be back to normal. I will attempt a high degree of normal this weekend as I plan on presiding at a Baptism this afternoon. Wendy will be there with me in case I need a helping hand. Tomorrow I will assist the 10 am Mass and then see how I feel before I commit to the evening Mass. Based on how my body reacted to the funeral Mass yesterday for my brother deacon, I think one mass might be the normal.
I won't be having the staples removed to Tuesday morning so Monday might be another day off. I will decide Sunday afternoon/evening.
I am anxious to do a few things that still seem a few weeks off; ride the tractor, visit the prison and generally walk longer distances for the exercise I am committing to in yet another attempt to get healthy.
So everyday brings progress and everyday I feel your prayers; thank you for that.