I’m sitting listening to the fires burn. I’m sitting in the sand hearing the sea churn. I think I’m alone but i know He’s with me. I think I am blind but He makes me see. Still I’m in a pool of loneliness. I all I can think of is your caress. I turn inside and view my choices. I hear the chorus of voices. Each telling me what to do. But like gulls overhead they fade away when I think of you. Then I see God’s face I know I’m in a state of grace. No matter what may happen I know you will be there too And the harmony will also wash over you. The fires will burn inside. And love and God will be our guide. Peace at last. All is past.
Thursday, December 30, 2016, 5:08AM PST : I am barely awake having just arisen about 45 minutes ago. Still, I think this as good as any to begin the diary of my trip to New Jersey to celebrate New Years Eve with my brother and his wife Denise. I sensed a tone of disappointment in my brother's voice wen I called him on December 26, the day after Christmas. The truth be told, I was pretty much out of it when I heard my phone vibrate while napping. I have a terrible cold Fir which I have been taking frequent naps and a steady diet a of cod medication. I explained this to him but I could hear the huff in his voice.. Oh well, I cannot take back what happened but only move or war. At this point my biggest concern is traveling with this cold..And my fe.ar of flying and all of the surrounding hassle of travEl. I took Pippin to The Animal Store to board him. It was a ma∆or hassle getting into his blue travel cage which he is terrified of. He hasn't been groomed for too long an...