I don't think I've ever had a phone call in the wee hours that brought good news.
It's 4 am in Ohio. Now I do tend to be a night owl but this is late even for this crazy old lady. Why am I here at this ungodly hour? My phone rang a couple hours ago and that that rocked my world -- again -- and now I can't sleep. I am, fortunately, not looking at a busy day today which is probably good. They say that troubles come in threes; right now I'm at almost two down and one to go. I'm trying very hard to convince myself that what doesn't kill me makes me stronger but I'm wondering. When I know more, I will let y'all know more.
It's 11 am now and I'm tired but I managed to get some sleep. There's not much I can do except worry or pray and both are what my late ex-husband would say, " about as useful as a screen door on a submarine" so I'm going to be as patient I can and spend my time getting caught up with y'all and doing some house-keeping here while I wait for news.
Hope y'all are having a great day!!!!