Sheila has been sick today.  She was yesterday too.  But another day is bad and it seemed worse.  I feel for her, and hope that she can finally be better.  I have felt pretty good.  But maybe just a bit off.  But she has bee a real trooper doing all that she could do, despite a thousand trips to the bathroom.  Like I said:  I hope that she can sleep and finally feel better.  Tomorrow would be good.

 

I had another lesson in my ongoing learning today about Charity.  It goes back to my effort to examine myself closely and try to figure out why I do some of the things that I do.  I realize that I have some 'puffed up' things that I need to work on.  Seems so simple, yet it is hard for me, or at least, it has been hard otherwise I would have changed this a long time ago.  Seems like I have held on to some stuff that I now realize needs to be let go of and replaced.  Admitting it is a big part and now that I have I need to replace or change me at the heart of who I am.  Normal, but crucial stuff.  Wish I could have learned earlier, but I am glad for the lesson now.  My new motto: 'Charity is not puffed up'.