We had a wonderful Easter. Mass with a friend at 6:30 a.m., then breakfast at her house, with her elderly parents, her lifelong friend and the friend’s family. Including a 15 year old girl in a wheelchair, grateful for everything. She is about to be confirmed and so thrilled about that. I got her a confirmation card and you would think I gave her a million dollars. She calls me “Groovy Mary.” She would be a good teacher for me.
Then my family here, in two shifts. I got to see the two babies. I got to make another Easter basket. I got to see a tiny girl’s face light up when she saw it.
I found out over the weekend that due to paperwork errors that I shan’t go into here, the person who took my job will keep it and I will stay where I am. It will likely take a year or more to get rid of him now.
I feel better and I think I can get through this. I will just take it One Day at a Time. And thank God for it.
And can I please ask, if you are reading could you leave a comment? It doesn’t even have to make sense, maybe just “hi”. I just don’t know if there is any point in my taking time out of my day to do this if no one is reading. Thank you.