Monday - a tough start to this week!

Today did not start off so well. Well, it started okay, and then I was thrown for yet another loop. Just an everyday problem, but it meant a lot; so I let it get me. And it got me good! Then my sister called. By the time we were finished, she was crying almost as hard as me. But she was talking to me firmly and reminding me of things and telling me to keep my focus. Crying now - really crying - feels like it washes over my soul. I don't want to go around crying all of the time, but it shows me how much is built up and how long I go before I let it go.

Andrew's appointment went well - more tests and questions and waiting. But I felt like Dr. Parker took a good look at him. We also talked to Dr. Black's office and are awaiting what he has to say once he sees Andrew's CT scan and labs.

Sam got a new ratio for after lunch and afternoons. We will see how that goes. He was doing well, but now those numbers are skyrocketing in the afternoon and evening! The more he plays, the higher he gets it seems. Diabetes is so hard to figure out. Maybe that's part of my frustration. I feel like I have to have some kind of handle on it, and I don't. I do for a few days, and then everything changes.

Pete is home tomorrow. We miss him! I talked to him as they got off 85 in Charlotte as we got on to go south! That was pretty neat. We did not see each other, but we were in the same spot across the interstate!

Time for bed. Everyone is tucked in. As the wind blows outside, I am reminded of how no matter what storms come, He is right here with me. He will not leave me nor forsake me. I don't like being in the middle of a storm - especially when it feels like it won't ever end. But it's the way I live in the storm that counts. I sure am still learning. But I guess the good thing is I can feel myself learning and growing.