Dear God,

     Did a lot today and I’m totally exhausted.  Put away 2 basketfuls of laundry and unloaded the dishwasher and loaded it partially again.  Then, after lunch out, we grocery shopped some.  Going to bed soon.  Hurting everywhere, but I accomplished some today.

     Got my Methodist books in slow succession, and I’m still looking out for 1 more.  I decided which church to go to.  Instead of the one up the street, I’m going to the one in town.  It’s a little bigger, but not by that much. 

     I keep asking myself why.  Why?  Why Fibromyalgia?  Why now?  After all the dozens of surgeries, the hundreds of sicknesses I’ve endured, and now this?  I think abo...

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