Rough day....rough week

Okay, okay. I've had some good moments this week. But I'm feeling miserable today. Not just emotionally - but physically. And you know how it is, if you don't feel well, then your emotional health starts going downhill also.

Really, I'd love to crawl back into bed today. "Do over"! I want a "do over"! Let me wake up from my dream and start this day over - without feeling this miserable. I started off on such a good note before bedtime also. Well, kind of....I was starting to feel badly then but I received a distress message on Facebook from an old college acquaintance. Her mother is in hospice and is in the end stages of her life - the nurse had awakened her to tell her to stay up and be with her mother while she passed. So, she reached out to me via message. Why me, you ask? Because I'm Catholic and I pray. Simply that. It's funny - she doesn't remember me from college days but I remember her (I've always been that way - easy to forget). She friended me one day because we have a "mutual" friend and she noticed that we are both Catholic, tend to think alike, went to the same college, and she liked one of my prayers.

Anyway, I immediately went to our Blessed Sacrament Chapel that is open 24/7, lit a candle, and prayed the rosary for her mom. The result: her mother is breathing much better. She slept easily through the night. Me, I was praying that Our Mother Mary would wrap her loving arms around her and lead her to her son Jesus. Instead, my friend's sister climbed up in bed with their mom, wrapped her arms around her, and fell asleep, while my friend watched over them throughout the night and the nurse was amazed at how their mom's heartbeat and breathing grew stronger. I got home well after midnight and then couldn't sleep.

Woke up to my illness - and a distress call from a couple of former students. I won't go into all of that. I'm still not feeling well. Afraid to move. I feel worse when I move but, suffice it to say, that took up my morning, and I got up at a decent time, honestly.

I have work to do. Work. Again, afraid to move. I can do it online but I really don't feel that well. Calling for that "do over", please! It's difficult to think - and that's what I need to be able to do.

Here's our chapel. If you ever need that special prayer, then I can get there in less than five minutes. I don't mind spending my time with Jesus. Truly, I'm honored to be asked.