I was feeling so good after my mom’s doctor appointment today. The phone rang…..my oldest son is in intensive care way out in Northern Ca. Although the nurses can’t say anything about the condition of the patient, she asked if I was coming out. I got right on the phone and made the first reservation I could.

My plane leaves in 7 hours. Of course, I can’t sleep. Feeling so helpless. I’m hoping I don’t lose it when I see him. He has always been so thin all his life. I’m afraid I’m going to just see a skeleton when I walk in his room. He hasn’t been home in 4 years. I’m just not sure what to expect.

I’d appreciate it if any of the readers would say some prayers for James.

Thanks!!!