Friday, September 18, 2009

Home

Dear God,

I am tired, out of energy, drained, pain comes and goes, worn out, torn up, and want to sleep the day away.

I dream of coming home to my mansion where it will be filled with the voices of angels, the sound of peaceful streams of running water, the coolness of a fall breeze and dim sunlight that won't cause a headache. Wait...there won't be headaches in heaven! No phones, no conflict, no crap.

My work here is not done. I'd miss my family and I know they'd be brokenhearted if I weren't here. So I'll go take a nap. The heavenly peace will have to wait.

Love Amy

P.S. Even the cats are sleeping.

Here's a good one of my cat Mr. Fluffy: