Today...I am going to get cute. Fix my hair and put my makeup on. I have neglected myself.
I am sanding a piece to refinish that I am putting up for sale.
Tomorrow is darling Mr Rae's birthday. Despite not receiving a birthday present myself for the last two years, I have gotten him a race day at Texas Motor Speedway in his own car.
As far as stopping taking care of him. I can't yet. That's more for myself than anything. I need to find my feet again. The repercussions I will face for stopping are more than I need right now. It will just be too nasty. For now, I am going to keep on keeping on to protect myself. I'll get there. One way or another.
When my daughter was little and I was struggling with what happened to her, I prayed and prayed for strength. I was led to the story of Abraham and knew what I needed to do. In my mind, I placed my baby girl on that altar and left her in His hands. God doesn't have grandchildren. What happened to her was between her and God. Just as it was with me. It was the hardest thing I have ever done in my entire life.
It's time for me to hop up on that altar and have a rest myself.
