Thursday, June 8, 2017

June 4, 2017

The 3rd and the 4th were rough days for me and for Bonnie and Rebecca.  I slept off and on and did not rest well during these days.  The pain was bad.  My eyes are struggling and go from good at times to bad.
            The process of moving goes on and I just have to sit and watch.  I try to do little things to make it easier for them.  Sometimes I can fix breakfast or some other little thing to take some of the burden off.  I have realized that being good and not getting hurt worse is a good thing for me to do.

            We had some visitors from First bringing balloons from the Pentecost celebration.  It is good to not be forgotten.  

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