It's windy outside and very chilly. Cold even. Just drank a hot cup of decaf. English breakfast with the last of the raisin bread. The least one joined me. We shared the bread. Seems a cup of tea at night simply cries out for a sweet to go with it.
Heard this morning that sweet Indian boyfriend's aunt, who lived here in town, had passed away this morning. She'd battled cancer off/on for a couple of years, and it turned into a mutant meningitis monster the last couple of months. Thankfully she was a believer, but that doesn't soften the pain for those who are left. You know how it is.
And our neighborhood seems sort of sick lately. Our mentally challenged (schizophrenic) young neighbor next door (who lives alone) has stepped off the curb again. Another neighbor had to go into his house (neighbor out of town) with the guy's mom yesterday and said the condition of the house was atrocious. Apparently he's taken his fists and hammers to his walls and ceiling, and has torn up his sofa. Oh, and two windows are broken, plus the wooden front door has been kicked in (a new feature). And in stark contrast, he's been raking up leaves and cleaning up outside the last few days. Huh. Indicative of his own life. He looks normal on the outside, yet is suffering from mental illness that doesn't show. I hope he leaves soon. Very soon. Not that there's any indication that he will leave, just wishful thinking on my part. It's like waiting for the other shoe to drop, and you just don't want anyone to get hit with the shoes in the meantime. Sadly I can't let the kids play out back when he's in his backyard. I think it's too risky. Live with that stress for awhile.
If anyone needs a place to stay for the next few days while he's away, you won't need a key to get into his house. Not sure there's a bed to sleep in, though. The sofa might be a bit lumpy.
Life is a bit confusing now. I see vacant houses around town and wonder what's up. Parts of the city have a 3rd world look, that was unheard of 10 years ago. Folks are hurting and trying to make ends meet. And what's odd is that some people don't appear to be affected at all. I find that amazing.
Not sure what I'm getting at. Guess just scratching my head, wondering where this is going to end up. Have got to just take what's slap dab in front of me and go with that. Be thankful for the continuous work Gary's had in the shop. Makes me hold my breath. I was praying about it last night, thanking the Lord for His generosity, and knowing that we do nothing to deserve it. Grace is so wild.
