I feel utterly beat down. We are on day 12 of a stomach virus. We have each had it twice, except for the hubby who has only had it once. Just when I think we are over it, someone else wakes up in throwing up.
I miss church. We have now missed 3 Sunday's, two because of the virus, the first week because of other obligations. I am missing my weekly uplift. Yes, I know He is always here but I am still missing my church, worship, sermon, and the church family.
The older two were suppose to go to camp this week. Thankfully, the place that they go to camp at let us postpone it. They were really upset thinking they would miss out on it all together. It's a family tradition for the kids to go every summer once they are old enough. I went to the same camp when I was a kid. It is so much fun and you learn so many different things like learning to ski, canoe, sail, ride horses, and many other things. Such an amazing experience.
Pray for us to get better soon. A momma needs some renewed energy and strength. And I'm tired of cleaning up vomit.
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