I'm a single parent again.
Mr Renn is at a Boy Scout camp until sometime Tuesday.
Doing church alone with Sir O is looming large.
And he and I are both feeling lonesome and cantankerous.
But I suppose there is nothing to make me appreciate Mr Renn like having him gone for a few days.
And I've been awfully short with him of late.
So I suppose God knows what he's doing.
Darn self.
1 comment:
That's hard. When I have to do church alone, I try to go with very low expectations of how much I might get out of just being in the building. I'll think good thoughts for you tomorrow.
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