Well it has been so long since Norman and I got to go to church, we keep meaning to do so and we keep failing to attend.
We use to have great attendance and I enjoyed attending, but I must admit that since I was put on the various drugs dragging myself to church has been one of the furthest things from my mind to do, add in the pain, the feeling over being in a room full of people (no matter how friendly) and the sensory over load from it equals making it harder and harder to attend.
I so hope I can things together to get back because I know Norman does wish to attend, but at the same time he worries about me and how I am doing.
I pray for answer’s that are not forth coming and I prey for strength to make it though – I know everything gets answered in time not of our choice but right now I’m struggling on various levels.