Good evening. Friday blog. I am home from the hospital. In my own bed! I don’t like this phrase, nothing like insult to injury! Last December and January, we knew and had to accept that our world, as we knew it with Denny was coming to an end. Then COVID-19 is still trying to suck the love and life out of all of us, wether sick or not! I will not let Satan suck the life out of me no matter what happens. I can drive by the 25th. I will still play Santa to my children and grandchildren’s homes! I told mom this the other night, before I even got sick, I do not have it in me to cook and remember the past. I might make pies, but Bob Evans will be our chef this year! Sometimes the hurt just lingers too long. Now add in my health, it just takes time. All of these things together take mental, physical and spiritual strength and healing. While grief is still swirling around all of us! Every time I see the tree lit, I fall apart! We loved sitting and staring at the lights when we were alone. I miss every aspect of our life! Yet, with every hit my heart takes, I feel Gods touch and He says, do not let go of me. I won’t, I can’t. I would surely drown. Good night. God bless.❤️🤗🙏🏻🤗❤️



