Today seemed like a long day. Got up at 6am, went home, then went to breakfast with mom and Paul. Then Greg’s, took Mary shopping, went to Goodwill, then we all went to Voodoo Donuts. Long line but worth it. Got some pictures. Had a mango donut and a peanut butter coconut one. Pretty good. Kept playing hit and miss with Mel. Then carne asada at Greg’s, yummy. Then when I offered to bring the family to meet Mel, he said he had a bad day involving cops and skinheads. Isn’t that terrible? Why does hate still exist?
Prayers…for an end to hate, there is no reason for it, praying I learn how to handle it if I’m to be with Mel, Paul a job
Feelings….scared that this is a phony front that won’t last, knee hurts, super tired, tear below (ouch)