The Day Before Surgery

March 16, 2011: I feel surprisingly peaceful today, in spite of the fact that the hospital called and gave me my marching orders: be there at 11:45 in the morning, no food or drink after midnight tonight, no jewelry, bring an overnight bag, bring your (Sarah Palin) glasses if you wear contacts, etc. It could be that I started my day in the temple. "I was in Your house, Lord, and I felt You there." Was touched to tears by so many tender mercies. It could also be that I did a very normal girl thing and made an appointment to have my hair trimmed and my eyebrows waxed...ah, it feels so much better, Wendy. Thanks. It could also be that my little J painted my toenails a lovely shade of green for St. Patrick's Day. I could use a little of that Irish luck. But, I'm also absolutely sure it's because I received an eloquent, heartfelt blessing from my precious son, who among other things blessed me that the "armies of heaven" would be with me to help me fight my battles tomorrow and in the days ahead. How can I lose? I trust in the Creator, He who knows when a sparrow falls. His everlasting kindness will never fail. He is my Father...I am His child. He will help me stand up to this giant disease and win. My heart tells me all will be well.