Sleep, the wonder medicine for fatigue. Ever since my trip to the hospital, sleep has been difficult. However, I am not dragging with fatigue. Trying to understand the behavior of the human body is best left for those with nothing better to do :)

My week has had its ups and down. Monday began with the wake and service for Clyde. Gory though it may sound, elegant Clyde was in death. The suffering was erased from his life, and the health he dream of was all that was left. He was dressed in the clothes he loved most, especially his suspenders - Clyde was not a suit kind of guy, and I loved that part of him. I will miss him very much, but I rejoice in his new-found health and rest.

I spent much of the week fixing up my livingroom. My husband and Clyde put a new window in a wall for me, as I believe I suffer from SAD (light deprivation) in the winter. Though the room is not complete and much to my husband's disappointment, I move furniture in. Oh well, when Ron beginning finishing the room, I will move it again. But for now, it is a totally delight, and it is nice to have a place where my friends and I can sit to visit.

My grandson Kyle, who is going to be 16, discovered the delight in the smile on Buddas. So, today, at the Christmas Tree Shop, I bought him a Buddha which stands about 2 foot tall. He is coming over tomorrow, and I know he is going to go ape when he sees it. Just thinking of his reaction makes me smile in the moment. My daughter and her family are coming over to go to what is called a Rag Shag Parade, sponsored by the local Lions Club - a Halloween event. My granddaughter Nayomi (9) will have a good time, and I can see both the children giggling. I love to see them smile. They live in and below the poverty line. They receive no financial aid. The children lose out on so much, therefore, if something fun and simple comes along, I try to get them participating. Poverty is difficult for us all, but it is such a crime against children, the innocent of a society which has lost itself. I know Christ said there will always be financially poor, but it is still a sad reflection of the world, a world which does not care too much about those with the least voice. Well, I will set off that tangent. Hopefully we will also go pumpkin shopping - must see if the weather holds. Peace to all who stopped to read and to those who are not able...