The distance between one Sunday and the next is always the same, time wise, and yet this week felt so much longer than most. Wednesday brought emotional upheaval, and subsequent exhaustion, and then Friday morning my 91-year-old mother was admitted to hospital, while Ric and I attended a funeral for an extended family member.
Life does that sometimes – churns and twirls like a tempest – leaving us wrung out and grasping for solid footing.
On top of it, we are making plans to travel again – checking routes and RV sites – and my head is continually pounding. So much to think about.
When I set these challenges, they are as much for me as they are for my readers, and I seldom have any preconceived ideas about where they will lead. This week’s subject
has taken us in many directions, and I am grateful to all for the input.
All inspired and thought-provoking entries.
Looking forward to seeing you all tomorrow for the next challenge.