So much to pray for.......

What a day it has been.

I have spent today with a friend in hospital, while she had her pic line inserted and then had her first dose of chemo. That took most of the day. Her breast cancer returned after 10 clear years, which is really not fair at all.

Then home to call my sister to hear how a dear friend of ours is doing after a mega op (she is in her late 70s) for trigeminal neuralgia which involved nerves in the head, veins and silicone leaves.

And then checking on facebook to see how an old school friend of mine is doing. He is having a triple bypass as I speak in Oklahoma City, where he is a pastor. That was as much a surprise to him as it was to everyone who knows him and his family. (So far, so good.)

So I am worn out.

Can't be bothered to cook, so a sandwich will do tonight. On the sofa. With a fleece. I do believe I will be asleep in seconds.

I don't think that I mentioned that I stabbed my finger while making the apple dumplings. I did exactly what I would have yelled at the kids for doing - stabbed the croissant cardboard when it wouldn't open, and the knife slipped and hit the joint of my index finger. Of course it did. I knew it would, didn't I. I am a mother. We know everything. Hmmm. At least it has stopped bleeding, but it is rather large. And not bendy. Oh well. Inconvenient. And trivial.

Today especially, I am reminded that I have so much to be thankful for, even though I creak a lot. And I am also in awe of the bravery I see in the faces of those confronting huge challenges.

I just wish I really did have access to a magic wand.