Today, I fell through the porch. It's off the ground by 5' 5" I went THROUGH the porch, not down the stairs! That's embarrassing.
My Visiting Teacher was thinking about me when I was alone this afternoon. She was prompted by the Spirit to call me. I cried and talked and cried and talked. Thank you Gloria, for listening to the whisperings for me. She made me feel so much better, in fact she twisted her ankle, too.
It was good... it was "I," who was hurt... and not a grandchild, or my mother, I just thought of dear Larin carrying her precious baby in her tummy, or my husband.... who would not be able to work. I have lots and lots of blessings to consider!
My Steve was here and gave me lots of loves and hugs and laid-down beside me. You do weird things when your adrenaline and shock is going. I took off my capris, right there at the end of the stairs, because I did not want the paramedics to cut my new pants.
And that's all I'm going to say about that.