A Spring of Joy

Do y’all remember The Angel In My Room? If not, take a minute and read this post from last year, because…

Who should call me the day before my surgery to see what was happening and where I would be?

Yep. Grandaddy Smith.

And after I was all gowned up and ready to go into surgery, the nurse showed up with a card for me, and who should it be from?

Yep. Grandaddy Smith.

And Friday afternoon while I was in post-op, who should come knocking at my door to visit me?

Yep. Grandaddy Smith.

And guess what he did?

Oh, he sang to me. Again.

That man is truly a messenger from God!

“In the midst of winter, I found there was within me an invincible summer.” (Albert Camus)