Finish Off the Year

I called my hosting.

I talked to the one and only person who could help me go through the process of deleting large amounts of files in the heart of the server. Massive amounts of data—I deleted them with one click. On another issue, she said I would have to talk to my developer. I said, I do not have one.

Now, I am here for the rest of 2022, God willing. I wonder what the year is going to bring. The site hit 94,647 page views this year—only because I have worked on it.

My site is secure, and the threat of losing it is gone. It is a relief. I did not know what I was going to do with my time, especially after publishing 60 posts in sixty-nine days.

I need to revise a quote I wrote in my last publication. My personal conversations with the Lord are priceless to me; they are also timeless—even the ones that have dates on them.

The doctor, the physician assistant, a couple of RNs, and an LVN came over to check on Richard. They have now discharged him from their services.

They did not order any devices that would help at all—no bed rails, no Hoyer lift, or anything he could hold onto to help me dress him, for goodness’ sake. They were no help at all.