I visited a parishioner who is in rehab after knee surgery. Her roommate is a young woman who is having seizures. The docs don't know why. She wants to go home to be with her three sons (youngest is 19, I think).
Then I went to visit another parishioner in ICU. Who knows? I'll be visiting him at least every other day.
Tomorrow, I get up at 4 to be with our music director who is having surgery for what may be ovarian cancer. I'm hoping it isn't.
Life is hard.
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3 comments:
You have a lot of difficult stuff on your plate.
ooof.
You do, indeed.
I'm including you in my prayers, if that's ok with you.
That is a heavy load, jc. Thinking of you.
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