I sit here in my home office thinking about how my morning began-- in routine meditation. I sit here in my home office thinking still mom snap out of this, come back to us because it would feel much better on the heart if I could talk to God for just thanks of a day sprinkled with bright sunshine.
Sadly, my morning meditation thoughts have been dictated with that daily wake-up update-- they are long coming to that minuscule type of talk with God--it seems. Instead I continue to pray intensely for Kev's mom, my mother-in-law.
Gladly, I tell that she is surrounded by all the people who truly love her and a medical community desiring to see her pop back to her whole self.
I hope soon I will be able to blog about goofy-silly-nonsense that makes our life the lives we live.