Sunday, March 21, 2010
I love my grandchildren; all 20 of them! But last night I laid awake thinking about one of the older Grandsons and worrying about him. He always has been hard on himself, it started out when he was growing up, I think. His dad always told him he wasn't worth anything, would never amount to anything; so, I believe he always had many strikes against him. Now, I pray he hasn't made the wrong choice again. And as I write this I still haven't heard where he spent his weekend. His Grandpa was supposed to help him move some furniture and he never showed up. He has no phone or car and has been walking to work....so where is he and what is going on???
Probably another sleepless night. I pray, when we do hear, it isn't more bad news for my DGS.
Monday morning...my grandson called and was at my DD's house to use the phone. Had not been able to work and scheduled an apt. with the dr. because of a an inflammation causing him so much pain he couldn't walk. Anyway, he apolized for not letting us know. It brought tears to my eyes, as I spoke to him on the phone, knowing he was still being responsible. Thank you, God for watching over him for us.