It’s 4:48 AM
Our host home man is playing with the bathroom fan.
Our woman is calling like a humpback whale.
A flush, hubby’s up, too.
The cat’s awake, sitting on my lap,
perturbed she has to share with the computer.
Can I go back to bed now?
Probably not.
Time to pray.
The Lord’s awake, too.
Thankfully, He’s always awake.
6 comments:
Hi, Connie! How did you become a host home? That's a wonderful idea.
We've been host home fourteen years through a state supported organization.
It's a great idea. Are these people who just need a little help? That is an amazing calling. Not everyone would that. So I have to ask, what inspired you to do it?
Haha...sorry for the interview! ;)
To make a long story short, unlike my husband who always had a good report with people with developmental disabilities, it took God a long while to work the desire and ability in me. Our two have multiple disabilities and need round the clock care. Because my husband and I care for them together, it works.
I talk about it more in my interview at Poetic Bloomings if you're interested.
http://poeticbloomings.com/2012/01/18/web-wednesday-connie-peters/
I went over and read it. That's amazing. My granny, who is 92, has just been moved to a place where she can have 24/7 care. Her nurses are kind. I am so grateful. It was just months ago that she lived in her own house across the street from us and next door to her daughter and, just down from there, my sister-in-law. Close family! I'm also grateful for that. I am so touched that you care for people in your home. Where would they be without you?
It's nice your family is close. I grew up in a family that was close geographically, but now we're scattered all over. But we're close in heart.
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