Well, the week is almost over. Maybe tomorrow will be the beginning of a better one.
I’ll pray for you son and grandson, and you can pray for Piper: Anoreth has lost her again. It’s not my fault this time.
All huskies are airheads. They can never be off the restraints unless they are in the house. I hope she’s found soon, the little ‘Scaper!
There are a lot of dynamics involved in my grandson’s behavior, but I need to trust in the Lord to work it out the way He sees fit. We all know that it’s the difficulties that make us strong, and maybe that’s what the grandson needs. I’m not about to second-guess Heavenly Father.
My biggest problem when it comes to other people is that I’m empathetic and often I’m overwhelmed by the feelings of those around me. I’ve always been that way, so to protect myself, I try to stay at a distance. Fat chance...
My weeks are as good as the people I care about. If THEY have a bad week, you can bet mine will be, too.
Oh...and the Fabreze car thingies are not all that...even just 24 hours worth.