Footprints on the Moon

I had my blog open most of the night yesterday trying to come up with something witty to say about drug rehabs. It just wasn’t going to happen, so I eventually closed the blog and went and did other things. We found out yesterday that one of my cousins has a very large tumor in her abdomen, and she is only 20 years old. She’ll be talking to her doctor on Monday about what to do from here, surgery/treatment-wise, but in the meantime, everyone is very upset and very scared.

When I need to think, I drive. So I closed my blog, ignored my exercise tape, and went to put gas in the car. I spent about an hour driving around town before I got tired enough that I had to come home. My head’s in a little better place this morning, but I’m still praying just as hard as I can.