So after yesterday's catastrophe, and the week being absolutely miserable. Just like that, a little blessing showed up in my mailbox. Ok....seriously, I don't know if I can even get through typing this with out crying. *sniff, sniff*.
My little brother who is 4 years old, sent Connor a package. It was a drawing that he made on Sunday at church. His teacher asked each child what their greatest blessing was, and he answered "Connor". He drew a picture of him.
A child's sweet love and tenderness is our greatest blessing. They are pure and innocent. I am so grateful for my little brother and his sweet spirit. He truly is one of my greatest blessings.