After work Andy and I may go to church to fulfill our day of obligation for Ascension Day. While we’re there, I’m going to leave special prayers for the special people in my life who are enduring such difficulties. It seems like rough events pile on one after another. My grandfather is still in the hospital for his asthma. My dear friend in the poetry therapy community is also being hospitalized, due to an aggressive form of cancer. Amazingly, I move about my day like usual, yet my thoughts are with them always. I hope to visit both people on Saturday.