The difference in living in a small town and the big city? Number one, if You don't see the doctor, you don't get your meds. Never! No expections. In my small town, no chance of not seeing the doctor especially when a life-long friend is the office manager. The life long friend has seen the break downs and wants her other friends and family safe. Number 2, the pharmacy. In a large city, people are murdered or commit suicide everyday and nobody knows your name so who cares. In my small town, my pharmacist knows me, went to school with my children, loves her some Ms. Bonnie and has seen clearly what Ms. Bonnie is like when she's off her meds. She'll do what is necessary to keep the town safe.
Now, I clearly can't blame my present state on the doctors or the pharmacy. We continue to anxiously await all the necessary "stuff", legalities and preparation on the construction of our new home as it continues to go up. Yes, I'm under construction too or under demolition? What if it doesn't all go as planned? What an embarrassment!
So, yes I guess I have reason to be anxious. When it's all said and done, I hope I'm not designing someone else's home.
I love the color of my brick. My??? Brick???
And my garage??? Did I tell you I've never had a garage?
So I took a walk and guess what I found? Yes, a reminder once again of how God cares for the little birds.
And you know what? If by some chance everything crumbled, I'd be fine because I am blessed beyond measure to be near my children and to be loved by my Good, Good Father because that's who He is! Good!