I'm back. Although I didn't go anywhere extra. Just my regular week. But oh what a week.

Let's see, big news is, I am now another year older.

My heart has been really heavy all week, and I have decided this is the reason. Although I became the oldest son last March, Thursday marked an official birthdate that Fred never saw and Tj never will. Add to this the loss of a classmate's mother and Pepa's apparent decision to quit and it has been a difficult week.

The difference between Pepa last week and this week is enormous. Last week he was pretty mobile, with the help of his rolling walker. This week he seems to have regressed. Thursday he went to the doctor's office first for his monthly shots in his knees and then he was scheduled for the coumadin clinic. Pat met them at the knee doctor to be sure Memama could get Pepa in and out of the car. When they got to the coumadin clinic, Pepa could not get out of the car. Finally the PA came out side and told them he had rescheduled them for next week. He didn't even offer to assist. Just, "come back next week".

When they arrived home they had instructions from Pat to call me. They didn't, and once again he couldn't get out. Finally he told Memama to close his door and they would ride around awhile. After a trip to the farms they returned home and once again, Pepa couldn't get out. Memama called the parts store and Chris and I ran out and got Pepa up.

I have never heard such stories and excuses. "That knee doctor broke four needles off in each knee". I am not sure where this creative imagination has come from.

I suppose the thing that bothers me most about Pepa's dilemma is how hateful he is to Memama, and she waits on him hand and foot. It just kind of makes me want to put the car in their garage with him in it.

I know that sounded hateful.

Once again I am finding new appreciation for Grandpa Freeman each day.

I met Pat, Stephanie, and Chloe at Sam's Thursday night and we bought party supplies. It was an hour an half shopping marathon.

Today we are sketched to arrive at Memama's about ten, converging from every direction.

On a somber note, Pepa's sister's husband had surgery and is not doing well. They will be missed at our festivities. I ask that you lift Donal in your prayers.

I got to get. Party, Party!

Have a day!

FATHER, help us to get through this day. I pray for safety. I lift up Donal Wayne for YOUR gifts of healing and care.