It’s been a slow day. Church at Hickory Free Will Baptist, lunch with Tracey and her 20 other family members, a long nap, and an even longer walk.
My walk was nice. I went into the open plains behind Tracey’s house. It was very flat, but very beautiful. Geese were all around. The sun was setting and I was perfectly happy in my solitude. I thought a lot while I was walking. Jeni tries to control me. She tells me what to do, what to wear, how to act. She tries to be my mother. I can’t stand it. She really annoyed me today. She kept coming up to me and putting her arms around me. I wish she would leave me alone. She’s been making me feel really uncomfortable. I feel bad for kissing her the other night.
This evening, I just rested because my stomach was bothering me. I listened to music in Tracey’s room. I listened to Michael W. Smith’s “Emily.” While listening to it, I pulled Emily’s picture out of my wallet and looked at it. Jeni barged into the room and saw me looking at Emily’s picture. She got a weird look on her face and left.
Jeni is wonderful, but not for me and I find comfort in her graduating.
Please send her on her way Lord, and take care of her.
