When the grey clouds gather and a storm blows in...soon the skies clear and the sun shines again.

Last week was your grey skies my friend..and you survived the storm.

This week, the sun is now shining on you and rewarded you with love, warmth and a random act of kindness.....just like you have been more than willing to give to others

Many happy days to you dear (((( Jan ))))


sabby