Today is a day to be anxious. Over 7 years ago we lost my Dad to a heart attack. He was driving when it hit, but fortunately he was slowing for a red light and his speed was under 15 mph. He bumped into a deputy and now that deputy is suing. The case goes to court tommorow and I am not looking forward to reliving the wreck and all the sadness. This man needs to get a grip on his morals and remember what his badge stands for. He’s supposed to help, not hurt.
I tried to work on one of my manuscripts last night, but my mind is so blasted with, I don’t even know how to explain what my mind is blasted with. It’s a mixture of intense anger, grief, anxiousness, hurt, and worry. I tried several times to start a sentence, but my mind kept straying.
So as you go about your daily writing and just life, could you please throw a prayer our way. This is like putting salt in old wounds that haven’t healed.
As always, great writing and May God Bless You…