Sleeping in the storm.  Or at least in the lobby.

Good morning saints and the rest of us.

I hope that you got an hour of peaceful sleep for every minute of restless sleep I experienced last night.  Most of the people who read this blog are people that I know and love.  And as such, you will already know this.  But I am in the hospital.  Watching helplessly as my father fights for his life.  (And Mike Lowe…if you’re listening…you’re not fighting hard enough in my humble opinion.  OF ALL TIMES to stop being stubborn!) Continue reading