SURVIVER

 Fio isn't feeling good and she still can't find her new blue shoes. They couldn't just walk away, could they? On the other hand, Daughter-In-Law is promising her more salmon in the future. Whoopee!

It's a windy day in Austin, but the roses outside the front door are holding their own, which is more than Fiorella can say about herself. Ah well, there's always tomorrow......Fio hopes.

Your girl is wearing her father's high school shirt today. It's white with "OSCEOLA MILLS HIGH SCHOOL" written across the front of it, and the size gets tighter on Fio every time she washes it.  Hmm, Maybe Fiorella's grand children will be able to wear it. 

Hooray! Son L found Fio's blue sued shoes on the back porch where your girl had put them to dry after getting them dunked in the mud in one of Texas's rare thunder storms.

 

            Survivor

My heart is like a little boat

That sails upon the sea

Rocked by waves and ocean float 

Swamped by adversity

But still the staunchest little boat

That ever sailed the sea