Just read Isla's updated blog. Be sure to check it out.
Today is the big day. Newspaper coming tonight to the Coffee House, 2 bands and a speaker. I'm hoping all goes well.
My back hurts this morning from helping Mike on the deck. Silly me, I woke up thinking I must have hurt it sleeping wrong or something, it didn't occur to me I had lifted boards onto the deck that probably caused it. The deck looks great.
Had another "cry my eyes out" episode last night. Why is it some days it all feels like it was just yesterday. Why do I still feel like Carrie is in Oxford or something and she will drive up anytime. I observed in Sams as a little girl pulled on a rope hanging from the ceiling and her mother gave her a little spanking. The little girl cried a little, biting her bottom lip like Carrie used to do when she was little, then a minute after was asking why she couldn't do what she had just done. It's a crazy thought, but I had a regret right there for all the spankings I had ever given Carrie. Don't get me wrong, she needed them and I still believe in them, but the longing to take everything negative and bad away from the few years she had on this earth. I know it's crazy. It is crazy how things effect you. Well, enough of that, here I am crying again. I just miss her so much.
Keep tonight at the Coffee House in your prayers.
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