I've been rushing around like a chicken with my head cut off since 6:30 this morning. And I didn't get home til 9 tonight... also heard on Facebook that one of my favorite people in my small town had a massive stroke last night. And since my own father had a massive stroke at the age of 46, I know what's in store for him if he lives. Say a prayer for John. He is the kind of person I moved to this town for - salt of the earth. Twinkle in his eye. Would give you the shirt off his back.
I'm tired...
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