This makes 3 nights in a row that I have found myself dragging at the end of my day, and getting to bed much later then is good for me.  I sort of caught up last night, but I spent it all tonight with a rambunctious family home evening that including visitors (Bob Huch and family) and sending one of our own off to the hospital (Shelli).  The Porters ended up with 4 extra (3 more then legally allowed) and our house finally got quiet after 10:30.  I have loads of work for morning, but I don't even want to think about it right now.  I just want to get my old and tired body into bed and hope that whatever sleep that I can get will be enough and that the coming days will do right by  me.  My cough is still here and my throat is quite rough with all of the talking that I did tonight what with our family visitors and all.  I'd feel sorry for myself, but then Shelli would simply remind me of her night and I'd have to take it back.  We were only 2/3 but it still made for a full evening and a crowded house.  But oh they all get along so well that it is enough to make a hard, old grand pa like me soft and tended hearted.  And my Sunday wasn't all that bad anyway. All of this just made it more so.  Even helping Phil give Shelli a blessing added to the moment despite my empathy for her pain and discomfort.  It all simply makes me want to be better for them.  They deserve so much more from me and it is my dream that somehow and some way I can one day become the kind of person that they deserve.  At least that is my dream!