Perhaps I shouldn’t even write today, since I am feeling so low. But to be honest, I do not see things improving in the coming weeks, perhaps even getting worse. We have about one week left to completely remove everything of ours off this little piece of land north of Ranger, Texas. It has been raining for days, and off and on for weeks now, so the soil is water saturated and I haven’t been allowed to move my van at all, lest I make rutts. It is supposed to start raining again in a few hours, and not stop again until the day after tomorrow. I really, honestly do not see HOW we are going to accomplish all that we need to, being stuck inside our little camper, waiting out the rain. To make matters way worse, my vertigo (life-altering dizziness) has returned. One day I was marveling at my new-found ability to carefully tilt my head back so far that I could look straight up above me — something I have not been able to do since my head injury at age 8 — and the next day, out of nowhere, no warning at all, I was just looking down a bit and walking forward, and WHAM! the vertigo came back and I almost fell over, from a standing position. Now, I have to contend with three new troubles on top of all the other challenges in my life: ONE, at any given moment I may not even be able to walk across a room, let alone drive or lift things, workout or just LIVE LIFE… TWO, I am SCARED that my Mate will not be able to count on me for help and will hurt himself trying to do everything alone… and THREE, I feel HURT that my God, my Shepherd, my Real Husband, my Creator would allow me to feel so close to NORMAL for the first time in 42 years… and then remove it THE NEXT DAY. I feel hurt, I feel angry, I feel like SCUM. Please pray for me, reader of this blog. Believe with me, that nothing has changed, God is still GOOD and Faithful… and nothing else matters.