These are challenging times.
If you’ve been reading my blog, you’ll know that I’ve been worrying over my father, who is still in hospital. We encountered a setback today. He was supposed to go home tomorrow but that’s not happening now. I still believe that he is in the best place that he can be. He has the best doctors and he is where he can be treated immediately. I know that science can only do so much. The rest I believe that God will take care of.
I am feeling a little delicate tonight. I know that I will cry at a drop of a hat. So I’m trying to entertain myself. I’ve got Mary Berry on the telly cooking her perfect beef stew and I am trying to blog. I am desperately trying not to be morose but I think I am failing miserably.
I’d like nothing better than to go to bed and pull the duvet over my head. And maybe have a good cry.
Sorry everyone. Pass the kleenex.