Dear God

Dear God,

Thank you for the many blessings you send my way on a daily basis, like good friends, a partner who makes me smile, a comfortable home and the patience required to put the sheets on R's bed every single day this week because he couldn't remember what day his new bed was supposed to be delivered and he wanted to be sure he was prepared.

Thanks for the good health I have experienced in recent weeks, aside from that gnawing pain in my left shoulder that I suspect has something to do with the angle of a certain computer screen. Oh, and that back thing that's been hurting for the past three years or so. But, really, I'm good.

Thank you for the beautiful spring flowers that give me hope for life renewing itself. I am struggling to see the blessing involved in this latest rainy/snowy cold snap, but I’ll get there. Eventually. Maybe.

I appreciate all the help you’re gonna have to send me when I do my taxes this weekend. You know that the IRS brings out the disagreeable in me. I know it's too much to ask for a refund but really, you could drop that kind of manna on me anytime. Just sayin'.

Please look after all the sick folks I know. Not to complain, but that list is getting’ a little long, Lord. I’m hopin’ we can shorten that up pretty soon.

And grant me patience to deal with all of these little things that are gnawing at me during this especially hectic time. Not to be greedy, but if you could just make Adobe Updater leave me alone while I'm trying to work, that would be swell.

Help me to look for the best in everyone, and I do mean EVERYONE, especially You Know Who. I promise I’m tryin’, but it’s hard. I suppose I should thank that person for keeping me in close contact with you, though.

Anyway, that’s about all I have this time. Watch over my peeps, and tell Gramma that Tanna says hey!

Amen.