I have had worse weeks
but come to think of it, there have always been headwounds during the worse ones. This, then is the worst week on record sans headwound.
When someone you love is in pain, a lot of pain, and there isn’t a damned thing you can do about it, that is the very definition of suck.
Sorry to be so devoid of content. Lots of shot show stuff is coming, but I have to get past this first. Which will probably take the rest of the week and the weekend.
No rush. Take your time and we’ll wait.
You take as long as you need, sir. We’ll be here when you get back.
I have a certain amount of flexibility in my blog reading schedule. Therefore, I’ll wait patiently until you get back.
Meanwhile, I’ll keep you and your family in my thoughts.
We’ll all be here when you get ready to begin again. May the Lord throw a thick blanket of much needed grace on the Og household at this terrible time. The worst is seeing someone you love hurt, for it’s impossible to take their pain and grief upon yourself off their shoulders, and that’s a searing, un-numbable pain in its own hell category. Please take care, you and yours.
Take your time with it. Prayers and help are yours for the asking. I’ll check back.
I’ll be here, too.