The time seems to fly by as the daily events happen. I get up, shower, take my meds. Go to the " doctor de jour;" come home, eat lunch, nap, wash clothes, or whatever other chore I need to do, fix dinner, digest food for an hour, and go to bed. The only change is that I go to therapy on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and either go home exhausted, or go to a doctor and then go home and finish the routine. Pretty boring!
My routine is usually broken only by the occasional repair person, door-to-door solicitor that ventures my way, or potty break for Ween. Today though, my routine was "readjusted" a bit by friends from Illinois Emily and her husband Mr. Ray. They are dear and precious friends that I miss terribly since their "Misguided" move from Hudson. I cannot imagine ever moving from Florida, especially back to the Tundra of the north regions. Further south, maybe, but never back to cold and snow. I pray God will never lead me there.
Bret and the family also came by for dinner. He grilled out and it was great. The sad part was Kinzie is leave to go for training to be a missionary. WHWY, I think are the initials of the group. It's an organization that has training for youth to prepare them to go to different countries to help people learn a trade so they can provide for themselves and families. She is perfect for the job. She can do most anything around a "farm type" place and is genuinely talented in figuring out how to build something. She has helped her dad since she was young and continues to look to God for guidance. We will miss her so much. (We DID get a piece of fantastic chocolate cake.)
I also have something to look forward to - Charles is going to New Orleans and he is dropping me off for a couple days at Mary and Byron's to visit with them while he's gone. Ween is going to visit Mock and Aunt Lizzie while I'm gone. She loves that. So, all is well and not such a.daily grind of usual things. I know I'm blessed. I just need to remember to thank The Lord.
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