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I say to my breath again, little breath come from in front of me, go away behind me, row me quietly now, as far as you can, for I am an abyss that I am trying to cross.

I SING PRAISE AND GLORY TO THE GOD OF ALL LIFE. THIS ANGEL HELPS US TO CELEBRATE THE SIMPLE JOYS OF LIFE, ACKNOWLEDGE ALL THE GOODNESS AROUND US AND GIVE THANKS FOR ALL THAT WE ARE.

That it may please thee to preserve, and provide for, all women in childbirth, young children and orphans, the widowed, and all whose homes are broken or torn by strife,
We beseech thee to hear us, good Lord.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; he leads me beside still waters; he restores my soul. He leads me in right paths for his name's sake.
Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I fear no evil; for you are with me; your rod and your staff--they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord my whole life long.

I woke up early after some dreams that were basically about being alone and loneliness. It has me in a definite funk. I am not particularly looking forward to the solo trip to GP. If I cannot take Mikey down there I feel that there is really not much need of me going there. Of course, this time will be to dispose of Michael’s ashes and I could miss that pretty easily. All this does make my life more interesting but it is just too expensive and I need to cut back on some of the stuff I am doing. I guess I will go with the flow right now and re-assess as things begin to play out. I may be pressing too hard.