I do not know what is wrong with me. I am stuck in some kind of funk I can’t seem to get of. There is no reason that I should be feeling like this. Life is good. I just spent the most amazing week with my son. I saw a part of this country that I have never seen before. And to top it off we are having two family reunions this month!
On May 25 we are celebrating the 90th birthday of my dear uncle on my mothers side of the family. He is one of the sweetest men I have ever known. He has always reminded me of Andy Griffith, or Andy Taylor. Not only in his appearance but in the way he speaks and carries himself.
On May 26 we are having our annual reunion on my fathers side. That is preceded by workdays on May the 18th. The reunion is held at my brothers house out in the country so the weekend prior to the reunion we meet and help bush hog, cut the grass, set up the volleyball court and horse shoes. That will culminate with lots of grilled hamburgers and cold beer. Kind of a warm up for the real reunion the following weekend.
But something is wrong and I just don’t know what it is. I feel like my “being” is not centered. Like I’m a little off kilter. That is why I haven’t been writing. I just can’t seem to get my mind working right.
Also little Anthony was released from the hospital in Boston this past week and is now back home. I really would like to see him. Thank all of you for your prayers for that little guy. He still has a long and hard road ahead of him.