Caring hands

Today, a niggling sore throat turned to a rising temperature.

Family was on hand to read the riot act on how my working too hard was the root cause of it.

Nothing makes me see how much my family would prefer me to take more breaks, than anytime I feel ill.

Luckily, they also remember to take care of me, and nurse me back to full health. With the full knowledge that I’m bolting out of the house immediately I feel better.

I believe we were not created to stay home, but to create and explore creation. For within both is the creator found.

I am thankful for the caring hands of loved ones.

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