This morning we went to church. Our pastor still is out from his stroke and anticipates being out at least until through July. His walk is more like a shuffle and his voice was affected in that it is very weak and barely over a whisper. I saw him today but did not talk to him since I was already heading out the door to make lunch. Josh has been taking turns with other area pastors to cover the Sundays until he is back.

I kind of feel bad because I haven’t been more compassionate. I figure there are people who are helping them through this. I don’t know if anybody else would understand this but it’s almost like you get assigned to certain people. You know when you’re feeling or being led to help a person. My assignment is understanding that my husband has to do this and not be a pain when it comes to him having his own assignments.

That still sounds awful when I say it like that. I have thought that I should offer to bring them a meal. I haven’t gotten much done in the area of housecleaning. I am itching to get back to my internship site but it will come soon enough and there is still much to do here. Dad got his chest tubes and central line out today and they adjusted his medicines to hopefully help with the leg swelling. Tomorrow is his 68th birthday.