Nothing is harder for me to cope with than family disputes. So many members of my family are already gone and I can't face losing any of those who remain, either to death or to misunderstanding. Sometimes, it happens anyway despite the best of intentions on all sides. That was the bad news last week and I still don't know how to mend the fence; but, I will not give up.
The good news was that I had two unexpected visitors. Well, they were not quite unexpected, as I had a day's warning and these are guests that are welcome any time with or without warning. The surprise visit was from two of my nephews and we had a good "catch up." I don't see them as often as I would like, as they live in another state and it is not the easiest commute from there to here and back; so, their visit was appreciated that much more.
Now, I must get on with my day. As the saying goes, "So much to do, so little time." One would think time would cease to be an issue when you retire and one would be wrong!
I will close with a very short poem I wrote last week when the going got tough.
Pouring on my Soul by Mignon Matthews
Tonight, the rain is pouring on my soul,
Drenching it with sadness and a hopelessness that's cold.
It should have come in winter, not in spring when I am old;
But, tonight that rain is pouring on my soul.
This is the day that GOD has made and I WILL rejoice and be glad in it.
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