I have decided that I am going to buy season tickets to all venues. Concerts, plays, sporting events, Carnivals and Zoos, all lifetime memberships renewed and added on!! I care not, who is playing what where, I am going. Ballets, geez, everything bag pipers blow, count me there. My insides and brain, are starving for what feeds my soul. I may go to all churches and pray without ceasing, I need the church pews and the word. I think I will continue to wear a mask for ever, I feel like this winter no one even had colds, that speaks volumes. We are all shot up with the vaccine, and hope it works some, but I think the mask will remain. Truthfully, I don't mind social distancing that much either. We become a tad more isolated as we age, and that suits me. I just need some live music and theatre, with some Jesus and dance thrown in.
I think it is the month of March, so this will be a quick blog, the sun is shinning and is calling my name, OUT LOUD!!!!
Last weekend, or whenever it was, my Wyatt ( grandson number 3) was spending the night. He went to bed, good, I laid with him awhile, we have much to discuss. After a few minutes or 30, I slowly moved to downstairs, and later my bed. Around 2:30 am, I hear a voice, UMA!!! I jump out of bed, run to his room.
I say, " Honey what is the matter? Do you need to go Pee-Pee?" As he stands in the door he says, " Why did you leave me?" OMG are you shame/quilting me right now, at age 4, I thought. Kuddos buddy, work the system, because Uma is in the bed now!! He went back to sleep quickly, after looking over the blanket twice to see if I had skipped out on him again!! I touched his little head, and prayed, while smiling. Lord, I lay my hand on this precious angel, please cover him in your armor, maybe two layers!!
AND lord, if you have anytime to cover me, make it be a good dream for the remainder of my night.
Best dream in 68 years of living, I will not share all details, Mother Mary reads all my stuff!!
(why the double spacing?? who knows, I will not stop to fix it) Just know there was an Island involved, FAO Swartz toys, and no ferry service back to America!! Stranded with someone whom may have had dreadlocks and " How shall I say?" a Guitar!! ( code name for Guitar? or ?) I had on a baby blue evening gown, and as usual was looking for a bathroom. Vault material, and memories. It must be summer, and The good lord, knew I had been housebound for over a year.
God is good all the time
love
B
I promise to tell you about some books, that I have been sucking down, later, be sweet or at least try
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