Every time Sunday night rolled around I would feel terribly lonely. Sometimes I thought about going to a local church in Memphis, but Emma's blood counts were too low to go out without wearing a mask (which she hates), and we were there for about a month and a half in the winter months, so it was dark by the evening services, and I didn't feel comfortable driving in a strange city in the dark.
|The Window in the Chapel|
Even typing this post I have tears in my eyes, because those Sunday nights were SO HARD. Sundays might not have been that hard for everyone--I don't know--but I'm sure there were hard days for everyone there. Likewise, there are hard days for people everywhere, every day.
My challenge to you today is to be thankful for the normalacies in life. You never know when you might not have them!