A prayer for mommy

I have been in bed for the last two days with (the flu?). I have been very sick, but I have been taken care of by my wonderful, loving husband. He's done such a good job caring for the kids and myself. He even made meatloaf for them tonight-which is the first time I think he's made something from a recipe! At least now I know that if I ever die, he won't have to remarry within the first week! :) ha!

Anyhow, just about two minutes ago, before Myra was headed to bed, she asked if she could pray for me. I had to blog about it! I will try to recount it as accurately as possible..."Dear God, I pray for mommy. I ask you to heal her and help her to get better. She doesn't deserve to be sick, God. She has given birth to three babies. She homeschools us. She takes care of us. She cleans the house. She cooks for us. God, just reach down with your hands and heal her please, because she's the best mom in the whole wide world. And she's pretty." :) :) :) :) :)

Now, I might add that tomorrow is her birthday, and I know she's asking God to heal me, so we can go ahead with her birthday party, and so it might have been a bit of a selfish prayer, but I don't care. It was as sweet as could be! :)