I'd like to write something tonight, but I guess I'm just too tired and out of it to collect any thoughts and get them into a decent arrangement. Must have been the lack of sleep last night, the drive to Auburn, NY and back this morning (it was a nice drive), and the afternoon full of noisy, rambunctious children. They didn't sit still or be quiet for more than a minute. Not even a video calmed them down. There was no chance for a nap. It's 9:36 pm and I am done. I almost feel like crying, but it's only because I'm tired. Maybe I'll just take a melatonin and crawl under the covers.
I am a work in the hands of the Master Potter. I pray that His fingerprints are all over me as I walk through this life. This is my journey. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving up on me.
I am mom to seven beautiful grown ups and grandma to ten beautiful grandchildren.