Personal note on life

Yesterday and today, I haven't been posting much. To tell you the truth it's been very hard to concentrate.

I woke up yesterday planing on finally tackling repainting my office at the house. A few hours later, I received a phone call from one of the daughters of a very close friend. She's been battling cancer for a few years now. It spread into many parts of her body. Jen's daughter told me they were taking her to a hospice because she was not doing well at all and couldn't breathe. I went on painting assured they would keep me informed and planned on heading out to Stuart Florida today to spend some time with Jen and her family. The phone rang again and Jen's daughter told me that she may not make it through the night. I drove down there last night.

Jen is surrounded by her daughters, her son-in-law and her husband. She is in and out of sleep and pain. They have her medicated and are watching over her. The people who work in a hospice are angel sent, that is for sure. To be able to comfort people finishing this part of their journey here, is something very rare. I've seen their compassion many times before.

Today, I half heartedly finished painting. My attention span was not into it. Then my sister-in-law called and told me my brother back in Massachusetts is in the hospital because he had a small stroke. He should be fine. It's just impossible to concentrate on reading everything about PTSD at this moment. I tried to read and pay attention to what I'm reading but it just isn't working.

Please keep Jen in your prayers and my brother. It's a rough time for everyone. I should be posting again more tomorrow, God willing.