My mother is in hospital recovering from open-heart surgery. It's been a long, long week, most of it spent at the hospital.
I am grateful that my mother is doing well.
I am grateful to her fabulous surgeons.
I am grateful for the hospital cafe providing injections of tea and sugar.
I am grateful I have my sister with me, that neither of us has to walk this path alone.
I am grateful for the people I love who flood me with texts and calls.
I am grateful for home, a place to come back to and rest at the end of each day.
I am grateful to work for someone who urges me to work from home, take the day off, go to the hospital and don't worry about the deadlines.
