Blessings of Blake

Last week it wasn't my turn to work with the kids, so I went to the regular church service.

On my in I heard someone call my name, but I was unable to see whom it was. Just as the service was getting started, I saw Pastor Scott come up to the balcony where I was sitting. He came right up to me and told me that Blake was back.

Blake is the reason I call this blog Purple Plastic Piano People. He's the one that played that piano that night.

Blake's been out for about 2 years now. He was sick. I've been told that he had strep throat and it spread into his brain. This caused some problems for about 2 years staight.

But now he is back. He's still a long way to go, but thank God for this bright light of God's love. I am so glad that Blake is back.

One more Saturday [I hope]

Last week there were no little ones in the class. As much as I love the kids, I was glad.

You see, I found out that I have the shingles. It started off when I was accidentally electrocuted a few days earlier. I knew I was in pain, until I went to the doctor I had no idea about the shingles.

It seems that the electrocution [which was mild, thanks for asking] pulled a Frankenstien's moster on a dormant virus.

Anyway, I have stayed at home ever since. I miss the kids, but I'd rather be at full health to be around the little tykes. They deserve that much from me.

I love those kids.