and excited to report that my mom is recovering. She's out of ICU and in a regular room and just ate a real meal. That's just the frosting on the cake. During the worst time of my life, I hovered over her in ICU after her 2/3 blood loss and asked the Lord to please let her live because I want a new relationship with her. I want to love her unconditionally!  He allowed me to see her suffer, to see her crying when she was beginning to come out of her drug induced sleep. The crying was weird at first; she sounded like a throaty yet almost voiceless seal. Her eyes were closed but arched then scrunched. She was in so much pain and confusion and there was nothing any of my family or I could do but love on her and pray for her. I sang to her. She cried again. I prayed over her. More crying. I'd come home (thank GOD for my patient hubby who drove me to PHX and back) and collapse, yet not really sleep. This dear lady who has driven me crazy through the years and hurt my heart so many times is the one I am most connected to and need. God showed me this past week how adorable He is through her, how loving He is through her, how genrous and caring He is through her, and certainly even how clever and funny He is through her! Yesterday, Mom had us crackin' up laughing!!! I want to spend time with her along with needing to balance my time with my own little family and all that we need to get done. (life). I am so blessed, even in this exhaustion, to have had this experience. And I hope that I never take anything or anyone for granted. You all, we all are PRECIOUS in HIS sight.

My friend Janet "slmret" here on xanga, treated Hubby and I to a trip to Crystal Cove near Laguna Beach. When we first arrived, the fog was rolling in onto the beach and it seemed beautiful and ethereal. I thought it would be a great place to film a mystery movie, written by Mary Higgins Clark. As we walked along, Janet and I were clicking away with our cameras and I was imagining who would be living/vacationing in the once adorable cottages. What were the characters doing? I saw an overturned, faded blue boat. In my mind, it fit perfectly into the story I began to concoct. Soon, though, my mystery story faded away with the fog because there was so much to look at and so much to enjoy, along with Janet's and my hubby's company. An outdoor shower once upon a time, rinsed off endless particles of sand. A wayward ball sat in the green growth for who knows how many years. A vintage mailbox once held mail. From home? This is a place I'd love to vacation in. One can always dream.

Everywhere I looked, I had to click! There's so much beauty here, in the physical surroundings and the people! I feel privileged to have met Jenny and Mary and Janet and Bob and David. I wish I could take them home with me. Or better yet, move my family and favorite people to here. Falling in love with people is like a party for the soul. We smiled so much, we laughed, and we clicked away with our trusty cameras. When I was alone with Hubby, it was more party for the soul; what a relaxing time! We went all over the place...and tomorrow we must go home. Back to reality. But hopefully, we can take our determination to change things home with us and make reality different. I know we can't completely erase difficulty; God uses that to stretch and strengthen us. He wants us to trust Him to take care of what He and only He can change. But there ARE things in our little life back home that we can change and improve on. I'm SO thankful that God has used this trip to open my eyes to the party I hadn't noticed; the best beauty is right in front of me in the people I love. The Spirit in their soul glows through and shimmers like the setting sun on the waves of the sea.

Hubby and I are having a fabulous time here in CA., celebrating our 30th wedding anniversary!  We have been delighted to meet my Xanga friends ABAHM (Jenny and her son David, AND her hubby, Bob!) and slmret (Janet). They are all fabulous people and I just love them! I have a zillion pictures to post. Do you think my computer will crash? Or maybe the mysterious people behind the Xanga curtain will kick me off? Tomorrow, I will meet Mary Hurlbut, Jenny's sister.  And take lots more pictures! It is such a treasure to find beauty in and from the sea. It is an even greater treasure to find such friends as these!

God woke me up this morning. My face was stuffy, I was still too tired, and I definately was NOT ready to be awake! It was only ten minutes 'til seven and I just wasn't finished sleeping. He made my stomach growl and my nose drip. and my bladder flutter awake. OKAY! After a quick bathroom visit, I looked out the window. A gorgeous picture greeted my still fuzzy eyeballs. I pulled on a goofy, but warm collection of clothes and went out to greet my thankfully not horrified family. Then I grabbed Nikey (my Nikon) and stepped out into the snow. God is the most fabulous artist. I only wish my camera girl skills were as good as some of yours!!! Oh well. My heart was delighted. He gives us the desires of our hearts, even when we bellyache about what time it is.

My purse party went fabulously well! Somebody asked if it was one of those "knock off" purse parties! NO! It's a Miche purse; a magnetic shell fits on the "innards". Really adorable shells. Anyway, I was thrilled to have some of my friends over and we all had a great time! For food I served pretty and yummy little chicken sandwich triangles, gourmet cookies and chocolate covered strawberries.

Now, I expect some gasps. I allowed my daughter to go to the prom with her friends. In order to show her that I trust she'll make intelligent, Godly choices, I decided to let loose of some of the kite string that attaches us. She looked gorgeous and had a great time. No, she didn't dance. She pretty much stood around watching; so I was told by her friends. I trust the special young man who bought her flowers and paid for her ticket to the party.  For dinner, the friends went to one boy's house for appetisers, then to Special Young Man's for dinner, then to our house for dessert. Hubby made Molten Chocolate cakes (individual) that he dressed up with whipped cream, chocolate mint sauce and a teeny side scoop of Breyer's vanilla ice cream, topped with chocolate sauce. It was a winning dessert. I got big thank you hugs from the boys and I didn't even do much! Anyway, it was a fabulous Saturday. Then we had Sunday. My favorite part of the day, besides huggin' on my favorite people at church, was our dinner at our son and daughter-in-love's house. Tara made individual pizza doughs and we each created our own. Oh, wait. I created a special one for my hubby. And baby Andrew isn't quite ready to take on pizza creation! We had a yummy essert; Tara made lemon bars; mmm, mmm, mmmmmm! And I am TRYing to LOSE weight! Oh well. It was a great visit and I smooched and hugged on my Grandwonders. What a blessing of a weekend!

As the weather warms up, I get into this major "mood". Not a bad mood, but a "let's get it done" mood. Then I get frustrated when nobody else wants to cooperate with my agenda. Thankfully, I have an excellent excuse to get things done AND have my family help me. I'm having a Miche purse party here on Saturday, which means People Are Coming Over! People who have yet to see our house and ones who haven't seen the remodel. So, Hubby kicked into gear, finishing the staining and varnishing of the kitchen cabinets. Then he'll put the knobs on. I painted our too shabby to be chic TV armoir and the linen closet door. My daughter finished taking the paint to the top, because I couldn't reach. She and her brother cleaned up the yard. Tomorrow, I'll put pots of flowers out front and pull some weeds. All this fussing...some people think it's so unnecessary. "They're not coming to see the house, they're coming to see you", they say. I know, I know! But I like people to feel special by welcoming them into a pretty little cleaned up place. Life is so much simpler for birds. They have a little house or a nest, trees to sit in, wires to sit on as they watch me in the yard. They sit there and plan when to bombard the car with their intestinally processed lunch. I hope my guests don't mind that I have THOSE kinds of birds! I look forward to being a hostess and spreading some love around. 

Today was a bit of a test in Patience for me as hubby's stomach had been upset all night and most of today. Therefore, we pretty much stayed home except for a couple of times out. The clouds were getting to me. The music he had on got to me. I don't do minor notes; no matter how beautiful the music, I just can't bear it, especially when there are clouds in the sky and a hearty breeze blowing. I had to come to grips with the situation and not let ME get in the way and ruin the day! God, as usual, gave me what I needed. He came through me like the breeze that blew outside! His love and warmth came through and I became loving and understanding with my husband. I slowed down my pace and just let my agenda go out the window. Then God caught it and handed it back to me in the portion that He wanted me to have. Hubby had a bit of an upswing so that he was game for going out for just awhile, knowing that I only needed a few minutes to click some pictures. When I found the perfect tree, I jumped out of the car. The wind picked up. I switched the setting on my camera and held a certain branch, held my breath and clicked that beautiful little Nikon button. I then said, "Thank you, Lord!" That's all I needed. That along with a few things at home that He drew my attention to. "LOOK, Gail! See this mold on the chile peppers? Isn't that cool? Oh, and look at this, this weed right outside the back door. Pretty little flowers, aren't they?  And the clouds up there that I've spread out a bit so that you wouldn't be sad; they look like cotton. You should call them God's cotton, Gail. Everything I created is mine and it's for you to notice and enjoy and share with everyone you know. Because I love you. Yes, I really do!"

I'm trying to improve in my photography and lately have actually gotten worse...just can't get it right. This afternoon I had a hankering to dash outside and snap a few pictures of these little flowers. I didn't expect the bees to be all over them! I was shaking so badly...if I wore a thong it would've snapped. Instead, my pictures turned out fuzzy and I decided to get back inside where neither pollen nor bees nor wind would bother me. I was going to just settle in on the couch to rest and hope a kind family member would be stricken with the desire to be a servant and bring me food and water and let me be. In peace. Everything changed, including my desired plans to leave my body's dent in the couch when my oldest son called. They were in town picking up the keys for the house they will live in. I invited them for an "easy" dinner and was excited that they were coming to change my evening! No, it really wasn't all about me, after all. I fixed their dinner and cleaned up afterwards and got to love on each one of them. When they left, I knew it was a blessing for all of us that they were here and that soon we'll be closer, much closer. So, I really need to read my camera's manual and be prepared for alot more picture taking! My favorite subjects will be much more available! 

This is what you get when you're a good little boy, sitting still for a haircut! My grandson seemed so tickled that he got a prize after his haircut...he had 2 other gumballs in his pocket and it seemed like this was the ultimate treasure! I know the feeling. HE is a treasure to me!

These are pictures of a few of the things I recently inherited. The china cabinet is in dire need of fixing up and since I really love the chabby chic look, I will probably paint layers of white and off white on it. Also, the corners down in the front of the cabinet were chewed off by my brother-in-law's unruly, untrained, unsupervised dogs. I'm not sure how or if that can be fixed. Maybe just a good smooth sanding and the paint will make it disappear!  I love the book, When Patty Went to College...it's appropriate for our daughter who will be away at college in a few short months! I will post pictures of the cabinet when it's finished for those of you who like to see that kind of thing! 

I was hoping to come up with something creative, but without the mocha boost, I am plumb dull. The dullness could also be blamed on the allergy medicine! Our life has been so busy! Last week was almost unreal. It wasn't unreal to God, however! At the beginning of the week we learned that our older son, Jonathan was offered a job here in our area! He and our daughter-in-love and the 4 little Grands are now looking for a home to lease here and will hopefully move within the next few weeks. You can imagine how EXCITED I am! This is jumping up and down excitement! Around the same time as this news came, I had a phone call from my dear brother that our other brother ended up in jail. He has messed up his life badly and the messes go way back. I have mixed emotions about him. I could hate him for what all he's done and how he's caused so much pain for certain family members and who knows who else. Hate doesn't exsist in me though. The Lord has heard my heart, asking Him to work in my brother so that he'll decide to finally choose life in Christ, not life in death.  Now we move to another GOOD thing. We took our daughter to Phoenix to the Christian college she's been accepted to attend. She had a singing audition and afterwards, we were informed that the music department accepted her, which means they'll give her a $2,000.00 scholarship! We are so happy for her and she is looking forward to going there, especially since they have cotton candy! (One of the small perks.) Because she'll be in Phx., she'll only be an hour and a half away from us. Here's another GOOD thing...we went to hubby's brother's place, which is where his parents lived. We were given my mother-in-law's old antique china cabinet, lots of OLD books, blue willow dishes, a set of china, a very pretty tea set which I gave to my daughter-in-love, hubby's grandmother's little sewing machine, his dad's and grandfather's old tools...SO much stuff. I could've opened a store if I'd taken everything. We just didn't have space for it all. Another GOOD thing is that I celebrated my birthday and hubby and I got to go see a Spring training baseball game: Dodgers vs. Cubs. The weather was gorgeous. We've been spending more time with friends, discussing what we're discovering about God. Easter has so much more meaning as I realize with complete clarity that my sins, all of them back to the beginning and clear through the future, were paid for and totally forgiven at the cross with Jesus' s blood. Because he rose up to live, his resurrection frees me from the ties that satan would love to bind me with. I am not under the rules of the old testament law. I am free to live; the Holy Spirit living through me, directing me, nudging me, inspiring me. I don't have to perform or exhaust myself doing work or any kind of service just to show people that I am a good Christian. What I am commanded to do is love the Lord with all my heart and mind, and love my neighbor. So, I am studying LOVE. Love is what happened at the cross. Love is what God covers me with every night. It is what wakes me up every day. Love is freedom. Love is truth and loves what is true. Love is kindness, understanding, giving as the spirit directs, which is fun because people aren't used to receiving unexpected joyful love. His love is fresh and new all the time! Never gets old, never boring! It's like a new, beautiful flower opening up in springtime.

 In the night while we were asleep, a little snow fell

but not too deep.

In the morning after my sleepies left

God showed me a gift,

a diamond necklace!

The shimmering icicles

draped the edge of our home,

just beginning to drip

drops of diamonds

onto the snow.

written by GAil

Yesterday was a fabulous day, in spite of the fact that it snowed and ruined our plans to take the family to the lake for a picnic! Our Grandwonders came! These little people light up my life! Our dog wasn't happy about being outside for a bit; that made him crabby. I'm so tired of cleaning up muddy doggy footprints. Friday, I cleaned up dog barf and doo-doo in Brianne's room. I just don't want to have to take care of accidents like that and constantly be on dog guard. Mothering teens is tiring and stressful and not very fun. Wah, wah, wah! Being a Grammy, however, makes everything better. If I could just have fun all the time...Yes, I know that life is all about the journey, tough times and otherwise; climbing up a mammoth mountain only to discover that you have to climb the bigger one behind it! Whew! But, I'm tired and I don't WANT to climb it, I say! My "hiking boots" are worn out, I have no energy for another thing. Just please, can I have a vacation from the everyday stress? Let me coast the downslope on my bottom for awhile, then maybe I'll get up and go for that bigger mountain. I've earned the vacation, haven't I? I've almost finished raising these kids, done pretty much everything I'm supposed to as a wife, worked a bunch of different jobs, practically raised my little brothers, dealt with a slew of very difficult people (including relatives), experienced almost dying, lost loved ones including a pregnancy, did tons of church work, gave and gave again, am well acquainted with sacrifice, have had post traumatic stress syndrome and could basically write a book about being a missionary's kid and why I wet the bed 'til I was 14. So, a vacation, nice and long with just my hubby sounds like a dream. What does my God have to say about this? So far, this is what I know. Yes, I can have my little woe is me pity party, but it can't/won't last long. Why not? Because there are people in far worse situations than I have ever been in who are not complaining about where they are or where they've been. But hey, I have a scar on my lip and a crooked face! So! Miss M. has an eye that stares off to the right all the time and she can't walk right. She lost her job and her home and stays in a women's shelter. She has hope though. She was given 2 umbrellas and was so thankful for that! As we walked arm and arm in the rain/snow after church yesterday under her umbrella, she offered to give me one of her umbrellas. I almost cried. I could buy her ten umbrellas if she needed them! We gave her a ride "home" so that she wouldn't have to pay for a taxi. She does seem a little off, mentally; kind of wobbly as her walk. I noticed her black shoes had holes where the pinky toe lives. I want to get her some shoes. I want to help bring some sonshine into her life; she didn't seem crabby at all but I do want to help. She definately helped me. She's the one who needs the glorious vacation. But first she wants a job. A real home to take care of. People to love and be loved by. Oh, my God says, Gail, appreciate everything and everyone you have. I will see to the vacation in my good time!

Today, Hubby and I went out for a power walk. Because I had my Nikon with me, we had to stop several times so that I could capture some of the beauty around us! I get such a thrill when I see something gorgeous and when I click that button on the camera, the beauty is then mine. And then I need to share it. Along the walk, we had some great conversation going; it's really awesome to be able to talk things out and it feels like we are truly best friends. Fortunately, the churchy business is changing. People are listening and a major change has taken place, something that Hubby spoke to the head honcho about. All of that has been a great distraction, actually, from the family (extended) nonsense that is ongoing. Some of it is very annoying where a big chunk of money has been lost, and some of it downright heartbreaking. We do what we know is best for our lives and pray for the family members whose poor decisions affect us. One of these days, the heartbreaking family members will have to sit down and patiently hear us present our concerns...because it really is a big deal. It feels like Hubby and I are like that tree in the middle of the lake. There's too much water and we can get water-logged and die from the saturation and the pressure. God knows, though and we have put it all in His hands. We are going to be walking around aLOT now and I will be snapping alot more pictures/ It's therapuetic and maybe I'll even be able to burn off the calories from the comfort food!!!!

Late Sunday afternoon, we were out for a bit and thankfully, I had my Nikon with me! God gave me a present; this FABulous charmer of a rainbow! It was as if He was using this as a reminder that no matter what happens in life, He will never leave me. He will always love me. I was SO excited with this gorgeous message! The next day, yesterday, was a pretty busy one for both hubby and me. Hubby came through with several messages of love; the tulips AND he whipped up 2 loaves of delicious oat bread so that I could serve it along with his Italian soup to my friends who came over in the evening. See how high the bread rose above the pan? It was stunningly thrilling, altough I was bloated from eating too much! So much for losing weight! Anyway, 3 of my favorite people in all the world came over so that we could celebrate Teresa's birthday, which was really in November. The 4 of us get together and celebrate our birthdays no matter how busy we are with our other friends, families, work (them), and whatever. We have SO much fun just eating and catching up on each other's goings on. We laugh hard and we always say that we need to do a New York City trip together 'cuz we can stay at Teresa's brother's place. He is Rick Reichmuth, Foxnews's weather guy. I remeber him as a little Jr. high kid at church. Now he's bigtime, but just as dear as he was way back when. Anyway, we made new plans and the next gathering will be for my birthday at the end of the month at Teresa's place. Hubbys are invited this time. Why, I don't know, but it'll be fun! These girls are super special because each one takes good care of old people. Both Teresa and Theresa are caregivers; Teresa has done the dirtiest of jobs- cleaning and bathing elderly people and hearring them say awful things because they are losing their minds. Theresa has been an entertainment director extraordinaire and now does in- home care for the elderly. She has spent the better part of her past week holding a little old lady like a baby.  Kathy, the curly strawberry blonde is a dental hygienist and deals with all kinds of people, including the much dreaded dirty old man. Poor Kathy! Each girl has a HUGE heart and they all love plain little old me. I love that we have our history and have attended our oldest kids' soccer games when they were 5. Now those oldest kids are turning 26 and 27 this year! We've been to each other's kids' weddings and can now talk about the GRANDS! There's so much to pray about for each other. This truly is a special bond, a bond that can never be broken because we have a sisterhood based on God's love and His promises.

In life, there are so many choices to make. Which way should you step? When you come up to a wall, do you climb it, go around it, or turn around and go back from where you came? If you see a heavy/large obstacle, do you carry it off and toss it, carry it with you, or turn back to where you came from? The prickly situations are plentiful and sometimes we forget about the power and wisdom that is available to us through Christ Jesus. We get scared, chicken out, wimp out and go back to what we know, even if it is a stale, non-productive state. Be Brave, oh warrior! Call upon the Power of te Holy Spirit and forge on in Faith and Hope! If you love the Lord God with all your heart, then why not TRUST Him with all your heart? (I ask myself!) Perplexion should only last for a moment because love and trust MUST take over. Last night, finally, Hubby and I prayed together and we prayed as comfortably and wonderfully as if we'd been doing that all along through these almost 30 years of marriage. Our biggest issue right now that had Hubby so perplexed yesterday was a churchianity issue. He's in the tight loop of leadership, without a title though. And he is so frustrated with the fact that THE leadership wants to impose such a law on the people. We are under grace, are we not? Well, they (the powers that make the rules, etc.) seem to have forgotten that. Hubby wants to see change that would help our church grow and more importantly, lives changed. He feels like he's against that big rock wall that our redhaired boy so effortlessly climbed up. And there was the answer for Hubby. Climb the wall, take the steps, remove the log (redhaired boy again), have faith that God is in control. His Spirit can power us through ordinary moments in extraordinary ways.

My sight is very, very good, according to my eye doctor. I am very grateful to be able to get by with just a little help from my glasses that I purchased 2 years ago! ...grateful that I can see and absorb the beauty of nature and all of God's creation.  Sometimes, I see too much. But in life on this earth, you get the bad with the good, the ugly with the pretty, the disturbing with the wonderful. They say that the eyes are the windows to the soul. It has also been said about me that I can look right into you. This bit came from a teenaged friend who, unfortunately, feels intimidated by me because of my supposedly penetrating gaze. I like eye contact, but I certainly don't stare because my sister stares and that gives me the creeps. I don't want to creep anybody out. I have, on occasion, really, really looked into certain people's eyes; searching for something. Truth. Just quietly LOOKING into those eyes, waiting, asking with my own eyes and without my voice, "What is IN you? Where ARE you? Tell me the TRUTH. Where is your heart?" I can feel my eyes trying to pull something out of the other person. Gently, but definately. Why? Why do I have eyes like this? At night when it's time to go to sleep it feels so good to close the windows to my soul and to feel the magnets that seem to be attached to them release and rest. And then I give my thoughts to my ultimate eye doctor. God holds me through and through.

After 3 nights and days of intestinal pain, I feel different. On Friday night it was nearly impossible to find a comfy position to sleep in, but I settled on being stretched out on my left side. My thought was, "stretch out for the good of the country". Why such a silly thought? I don't knoooowww. That's just what popped into my mind, and actually, I feel like a whole country with my mid section bloated out with either too much food (Super Bowl party) or now, this pain. Hubby has been a trooper. He brought home a dozen roses yesterday and the ingredients for chicken and rice soup. He made the soup himself, adding sliced mushrooms. That was his extra dose of love because he hates mushrooms! I didn't eat alot of the soup 'cuz I'm literally afraid of food right now. But, it was yummy. He is a very kind person and pretty much reserves that kindness and sensitivity for me. I have definately needed it alot lately since we recently went to a reunion at our old church in Scottsdale. A day after we came home, he told me that some strong feelings surfaced while we were there and his old girlfriend showed up. He'd been very "serious" about her back when they dated and then, inexplicably, she broke up with him. He buried the feelings he'd had about that, and out they came, 32 years later!!! I was unpleasantly suprised by this, to say the least. I knew he'd dated her and was hoping she'd not be at the reunion. We weren't friends; I was an outsider who'd come home half way through college. Home was new to me because my parents moved to Scottsdale while I was at college. T. was not a friendly sort. And then she was dating G. Anyway, my hubby keeps his feelings (the few he has) under wraps. I'm glad he talked to me about his struggle with these feelings and it made for a long emotional night for both of us! He does not love that girl and assured me , after I said "you married the wrong girl", that WE belong together and he loves ME. Always has, always will. He realizes that all this stuff has injured me, caused me to doubt who I am, how I look...can I trust him, blah, blah, blah. I grew up being told I was fat and stupid and dad would ask me if I thought I'd ever amount to anything. After I got married, I thought my knight in shining armor would love me like I'd never known and he would heal all my wounds. He was not supposed to inflict new wounds! How naiive I was! In my fairytale mind, I chose the wrong person to be my knight in shining armor! I am a late bloomer. But I do know that Jesus Christ is the only one who is my true knight, my prince, the One who loves me no matter what. The cool thing about that is that I'm fine with the fact that He also loves "her" and all the other exes in the world! Fully. I can share Him with "her". Whew. I feel better getting this out. This is, of course, the short version. Hubby has expressed his love for me, freely and willingly, without any guilt trips imposed upon him by me, 'cuz I just couldn't do that to him. We're on guard; the enemy wants to destroy us! But LOVE, more precious than roses, is our strength!

Right now, I would just like to pull the curtains closed in front of my head and block everything out. Nothing bad is happening, just too much going on and too much noise. In the kitchen I have chicken baking, sweet potatoes boiling, which I'll make biscuits out of, hubby is trying to play WII Golf, while 17 yr. old daughter is yelling out questions from this FAFSA form on the other computer and red head boy is waiting to go driving. He got his permit last week and is itching to get behind the wheel. I have a crampy feeling right in the middle of my chest between the girls and the dogs are tip tapping around. Their nails seriously need to be clipped but our doggie nail clipper is dull. We had a great weekend with family; Grandwonder Grace is 4 now, so we had a little party for her. Then there was church yesterday, which was pretty depressing for other reasons, and then a Super Bowl party at the Youth pastor's house. Hubby and I went to keep an eye on things because of how recent events have been. Being a parent these days is pretty tiring, but I will NOT give up on standing firm for what is right and true and glorifying to God. Last night when I finally crawled into bed, I just said, "Lord, there is SO much to pray about. SO many people need You. There's all this confusion and lack of communication and ridiculous judgement and criticism going on. Innocent people are being victimized and evil people seem to get away with it. I know I can't begin to fix any of it or help anybody feel better, but I do know that YOU can. So,  here it all is. Please help me sleep, without bad dreams.  Well, I slept and had a good dream where I was helping people and everything was just fine! Today will be over soon and there is always hope for tomorrow and the "I know you love me" is what I carry in my mind, like a heart drawn on a misty window.