Today I spent time with my brother, Randy. My mother left her little Chihuahua when she passed away, and Randy took sole responsibility for the dog, caring for her, feeding and loving her. I swear, the dog almost took on his personality! So now that Randy is in the nursing home, I bring Sadie to visit from time to time. The weather kept me from my daily walk about, so I ran errands. I should have my campaign handouts and signs ready by the week-end. I'm told I may need spotters to watch for sign thefts! What a shame, if that's true.
Not to much to write about. As I sit each day on the front porch, I say my rosary. There have been two times in my life when I took to this ritual -- when my daughter was born, and was not expected to live, and when my grandbabies were born, 10 weeks premature, weighing 1 pound and 2 pounds. Now, they are doing well, but both developmentally delayed, and our little Lucas with some special problems that will require surgeries. In the whole scheme of things, being a Chief of Police seems small compared to all of the problems we confront in our lives. Guess my take on it is we are here for such a short time, and while we are here, it is our purpose to find purpose - to make a difference. It's not for glory or power. It's actually as simple as just wanting to make a difference.
Too rainy to walk, but perfect weather for reflection.