Making it Through

About 6 or 7 o’clock in the evening is prime anxiety time for me. I start to carefully assess Cheryl and look for things for us to do together to use up the evening. I spend too much time obsessing about what might come. I could wait and see instead of obsess and fret.

Last evening after Cheryl’s rough day I started to think this way again. As I wrote the paragraph above I thought to myself – you know what? – que sera sera, dude! Foohhget about it! Let’s just see where this all goes.

Later we went to bed like normal. I read for awhile. She was still awake when I came to bed. I helped her roll over. Ultimately she fell asleep.


We got through it.

Perhaps it is time for me to let God do his thing.

Carpe Diem.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s