Typing a note on Facebook this morning, I realized how much I miss just seeing people around to say "Hi". Facebook is nice to keep in the know and it almost feels like you are sharing some of that persons life, but almost misses the personal touch. A voice, a face, a touch and most of all a quality sharing conversation says to me "I care".
For now, I'm where I'm supposed to be. Switched to pain medication for Dad's back (3 fractured vertebrae and arthritis in his hip) but that is leaving him sleepy and drugged so will try something else during the day and use it only at night or only when needed. I don't know.
The ground is saturated with half the precipitation we get in a year all coming at once during this week. The sky is clearing after 5 days of rain maybe so will my brain fog.
More house stuff. Fix one thing and another goes haywire. I don't know.
Everything is landing on me now. Walking a tightrope.
Standing in the need of prayer.
