Give Blood

Yesterday I went, the first time in a long time, to give blood. I was good to go. As I was sitting there, I realized that all those around me were just normal folks, going about their day. Just slowing a bit, in order to help perserve a life. I felt apart of something. It doesn't always feel that way. GO GIVE BLOOD if you are capable. It may be one of your loved ones that need it some day. 80)

Getting a drink

It is finally raining here. It seems as if it has been forever since the last good rain. If you sit quietly on my front porch, you can hear my yard drinking it in.
Yesterday, the boys and I went to Nathan's fifth birthday party. It was such a bittersweet moment when we sung Happy Birthday.
I go to give blood tomorrow. This is like the fourth appt that I have had to make. One would think that my schedule wouldn't change around so much, but it does. I think I need to spend some girl time getting a pedicure afterwards. Then to Lane Bryant, I have a gift card that is burning a hole in my pocket. Mike can use the time to be with the boys.
I have two packages ready to mail to Wayne. Should have mailed them a week ago. Time is just getting away. Soon he will be in on leave. Can't wait. The girls will be here Wednesday, and that is wonderful.
I keep having horrible dreams. I have prayed over them, tried to banish them, and worked myself ragged in hopes of dreamless sleep. But, alas, every night, the dreams are still there. Sometimes different, sometimes the same. I hate them.