It's great to be loved

After church I took my sweet Alzheimer lady to the care home. The sweet ladies care givers insisted that I eat.I tried to explain that I was on a diet. We had a slight langue barrier so I ended up eating a small lunch. In R S a sweet sister handed me a plate of cookies, I gave them to Candace's boys. As I was leaving the church building A man stopped me and said he loved it when I shared my testimony. I usually have a bite of humor to share along with my love for the gospel of Jesus Christ and my Heavenly Father. I just got a phone call and a grandma I love you song from Candace's boy (they have adopted me). I will go to diner at Candace's mothers home. It's no wonder I'm fat, love is fattening!