Home. When we were little we sang a song on what seemed like everlasting never ending car trips…. "Oh show me the way to go home…. I’m tired and I want to go to bed." It’s in our hearts and in our bellies. Finally, Chuck and I got to go home. He’s fine. In fact he got served dinner and coffee in his recovery room. They might have been holding him looking at his blood pressure that was a little high… which it never is… or they just wanted to let him sleep…. So. We are home on our easy chair and sofa watching a Mission Impossible. Totaly mindless and then…. we will fall asleep. … Let us thank God for blessings tonight! And let us wake up refreshed and go out and help someone! Praising and singing. God bless you!!!
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