My Dad has a check-up with his heart surgeon every year around November. The nerves always kick in with full-fledged anxiety in the mix. There's always that chance that the reports will come back with Dad needing another heart surgery. Last year I shed tears and didn't handle the pending appointment so well. This year God really put His peace in my heart as we anticipated what the results would show. Last year I was shopping in the cheese aisle in Harris Teeter when Dad called with the good news, and this year I was driving home from Kohls with the GREAT news that his heart is doing well. Whew. I just have to praise God for another healthy heart year for my Dad. It. Is. Such. A. Relief. =) I love you, Father!