Good Morning, I have decided to keep a daily journal as a way of sharing this journey ...the kindness, love, grief, anger, fear......the questions without answers. OR maybe find help with the answers. I am going to walk through this with all of you.

I will call this day three. This pile is most of my stuff at the moment. It feels like my first day of college. I don't have a computer, my " can't ever lose it daybook". I am feeling sort of anxious, I JUST realized that tomorrow is Monday. I am supposed to do my usual adult Ing ??? Wait ! No problem it's a holiday 😊.

I am very very happy about the love and support of my friends ! Lilliana washed my exercise clothes so that I don't get swamp fever, I have these clothes because my close friends Betsy and Dieter, walked through that grossness. Ashlie is giving us her condo for the duration. My gym community,who give never ending hugs, love, care, joy., donations, and awesome friendship.

Today, I will organize my stuff AND GO to the gym 😁

Wait , My daughter Krista has been helping with Fema, and face timing playtime with Kobe, ( my granddog ), Lilliana and Paul loving us, feeding us, entertaining us, and accepting my crying jags, we are family. Betsy for being the most caring sister that I never had . Valeriya, my beautiful daughter/ sister/ friend, Your love, prayers and sadness are by my side......

AND, Orlando, my partner and support no matter what. BTW, he just brought me a cup of coffee 😉
Got today down.
Oh, one more thing, are there any lefty golfers out there that could loan Orlando a set of left handed clubs???