March 1st

It turned out to be a lovely day. I'm getting along a little better. My husband told me he'll be working on setting the grave stone for my dad next weekend. My puppy's doing good about her surgery stitches, she acts as though she went through nothing. It's because she's young. Her big sister wants to ponce on her and play, so it's hard for me to take her to walk. I feel sorry for her because she wants to be outside and doesn't understand why she can't be. I'm determined to make phone calls tomorrow and make appointments that need to be made. My daughter sent me a rosary, a bracelet and a necklace as a surprise a few days ago. What a sweet thing to do.
I also saw a movie on the life of Saint Pio, this weekend, what a moving story. A good beginning to a Lenten season.