I have been in bed, chair, or sofa for 24 hours now. Last night I didn’t go to Mass or to the party, I stayed at home and knitted. This morning, I went to Mass and did my grocery shopping and then came home exhausted and decided to sit and watch the Sunday morning news shows I recorded earlier today. (Why are all the men suddenly wearing purple neck ties? I like them, but they are suddenly on everyone!)
I hate to “waste” a holiday weekend being sick or tired or whatever it is. But I can be grateful that I have the time to chill. My son and family weren’t able to come for dinner today because my son is sick himself.
As we head into the “silly season” of politics, I am reminded that 4 years ago I had my last conversation with a man I loved. He and I got into an argument about politics when he got so angry with me he hung up on me. I wasn’t too worried about it because I figured we would talk again after the election. I called him after the election and left him a message which he never returned. In late November 2008, he was found dead in his home. And I never got to talk to him again…… We really never know…….
“Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked shall I return; the Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord. — Job 1:21