Love Patches

Right after I got home from the hospital, my dear friend MamaQ gave me a call.

"Nancy and I have been working on something for you and I'm wondering when I can drop it off."

Considering I looked like I had been hospitalized for anorexia instead of a transplant, I was guessing it was something edible.  And considering how unpleasant it is for me to eat, I was touched, but unexcited.  That is, until I went to church.

MamaQ said since I'm supposed to avoid germs that accompany literal hugs, she and my friends patched together this giant hug instead.

Don't you love it!?