Whew

This week has been extremely difficult. Not only was Uncle Donny buried on Monday the 21st, My Ma had a heart attack on Wednesday. I didn't find out until thursday around 7:15 when Ma's best friend Pat called me during chapel. I lead praise and worship for chapel and my phone was vibrating the whole time. After P&W, the phone started again and I saw that it was Pat. I knew that it couldn't be a good thing. I checked the voicemail to find bad news. I eventually got a hold of my Uncle Peter and got a few more details. Here's the good news. I talked to Ma last nite before I went to the Singles gathering at Jan's. Ma assured me that I didn't need to go back to Milwaukee. Pat is there to help her. I am thankful for the prayers of friends and family. As hard as it feels, I will listen to her.