Today is not my favorite day. Neither was yesterday.
You see, those sweet little Austrian girls I get to spend so much time with were sick last week. Coughing up a storm. I tried my hardest to teach them to turn away from people when they cough, and to cover their mouths with their elbows...but they are just so stuck on the concept of sharing that they couldn't resist this opportunity.
I thought I was in the clear this weekend after they seemed to be over it.
Wrong.
I've got that from-the-chest cough, where if you breathe in too deeply, you hear the wheeze. It's really attractive--you all should come visit and see. I mean, if you do visit, I might be knocked out on the couch by 9pm, like I was last night...or on self-imposed bed rest, like today. But I promise I'll do my best not to share...
All this to say: if you're a praying person, I would be pretty thankful if you'd include my health in them today.
Grace and peace,
Hilary
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