Yep, still have a sore throat. And now I have a rasping voice to go along with it. Nice. But to be fair, I did pray on Saturday night for Heavenly Father to either lift my sickness enough for me to attend church, or help me know if I was too sick to go, even if it meant I felt worse. At least the rasping voice is hitting me now, and not yesterday.
But in other news, my inspiration has been coming back to my writing. I'm finding my love again and, back in my groove, I'm getting a lot done.
