MERCY HAS AN OUTTING
This morning was George's day for music ministry for the recovery group. He knew I was tired from yesterday and last night and he let me sleep until he returned. When I began breakfast I didn't have any bread for toast. In my younger day I would have made biscuits and never thought of it. Now I ask George to go to the store please and get bread. He did and dropped off the cake I baked for the friend who will undoubtedly have family in today. I noticed I had not seen Mercy (our cat) but I knew... Sign in to see full entry.