It is 12:40 a.m. as I begin typing this, and I’m so damn tired. I had the kind of day that just kind of stretches on and on, know what I mean? My daughter was still home from school today, and I also had to take care of my mother this morning until around noon. She (Mom) was in so much pain today. Actually, she’s in pain every day, but it’s getting to be so much worse. She loves to have lotion massaged in; it feels so good to her muscles. I rubbed her hands and arms, shoulders and back and hips with lotion, then massaged cocoa butter into her feet. I could tell it felt so wonderful to her. The whole time I was doing it, I found myself thanking God that I was still able to do that for her; that she is still here for me to help make feel better, albeit only for a short time. She’s my Mama, after all, and anything I can do to ease her pain is a blessing to me. She kept saying thank you and telling me how much she loves me. It almost made me cry. She is the most amazing Mother God ever made.

I came home and spent the remainder of my day taking care of my daughter and listening to my fridge squeak and moan. I hope I can get the new one by this weekend!

Later on in the afternoon, I ordered Girl Scout Cookies from the daughter of one of my best friends. It’s funny, because I’ve been thinking about them real hard the last 2 or 3 days. I guess my psyche knew they’d be coming over. I don’t ever remember the time of year Jenny sells her cookies, but obviously my subconscious knows. ;)

I’m worried about my son, David. When he got off the phone with his g/f last night, he was very, very quiet. I offered an ear, but he said no, that everything was fine. I knew he would say that. Today he barely ate anything. If you knew David, you would realize how extremely strange that is! ;) I told him tonight that I knew something was wrong, and was guessing it had something to do with his last conversation with his girlfriend, but again he said no, everything is okay. I know it’s not. He’s always kept his emotions tucked tightly away. I don’t like it. But he knows I’m here and available to him anytime, so hopefully he will open up soon. It usually takes him a while. I can’t stand seeing my children in pain. It drives me to distraction. If there is ever anything I can do to fix it, I will do it. That’s what Moms are for.

I think I’ve bent your “ear” long enough. ;) It is now 12:52 and I’m even more tired. I think I will finally go to bed and hope that sleep comes, along with pleasant dreams. Have a very happy Friday, everyone.

((((hugs))))