I wrote that last post when I was in a more hopeful mood. But today was rougher than yesterday. I keep praying and praying that everything will work out. I’m sure it will. I’m again bewildered at how this will all work out. Really.

When I start talking like this, I know it’s time for me to go to bed. (Which means I should have gone to bed at 4.) And time for me to pray again real hard. And kiss my husband.

Goodnight.

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  1. Love you, Anne.

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