Oh, 'new post' - that's how I add something onto this BLOG...hmmm, found the key...okay, Jimi got home, got to the store, got to shop, I know she bought rings for people, which she lied to me about- well, it's a 'cover up' kind of Xmas lie- "No, I took them back, I didn't want them, I changed my mind," sheepishly Jimi replied to my, Olga's comment - "You bought some rings?" The lady working the shop told me, when she also told me, that yes, Jimi had gotten there, and had left ten minutes ago.

It was a long daya for Mom, Jimi....

I called my dear brother out West whose daughter of 19 screamed 'I hate you" at last week; so, we exchanged prayers for one another's children...keep each in our thoughts of YES.

yes, someone, their own God, is watching over them; and as he said, God takes care of drunks, children....the united states? And, of coruse, this is all very hard to 'get'...does one ever 'get' that God indeed hasn't forgotten anyone even the sorely abused? Is it only for those who 'believe' that He does this work of angelhood? Doesn't it happen without our having belief? I should hope so.

Still when I drank I lost any sight of someone watching over me and it was then that He watched the most; or She, and She and He. As I walked in the snow up Park Avenue in NYC, yelling at cars.

And all the other times.