The ramblings of a woman on the downslide of life who hopes to get it all straight in her own head.
There's no place like home.
Home is where my husband and I reside; wherever that may be.
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
My husband always says....
God has his reasons. Well my reply is usually something to the effect of, "Duh, really?" When we were granted another week here that was his answer to me, as if I needed some kind of reassurance. Well, now that the week is halfway gone I think I can pinpoint that reason.
How about 91 quarts of apple cider to can for a starter?
A little boy who needed consoling with a piece of Grandma's apple cake?
A new baby brother to love?
An unexpected visit from number 4 son, Jason?
Here it is only Wednesday and that is one heap of reasons not to have left for the southland quite yet.