[icandothis]

Thanks, Kpat. Yesterday was a tough day at work. My friend didn’t recognize me. She thought I was the cleaning woman. I took her to lunch, but she kept falling asleep.
Last night, I dragged myself to a Christmas choir program that a friend of mine was in. I am glad I went. It was beautiful. There was one song in particular that spoke of healing our wounds and clarifying our souls. Brought tears to my eyes. The price of gambling has been very, very high. I am tired of paying. Time to put some balm(The song was The Balm of Gilead) on those wounds. I am going to try applying a little love and forgiveness on these wounds of mine.