Things are a little rough.

I went to my psycho-therapist all is good there. My mom doesn’t want to talk about religion with me, so I won’t. I’m leaving it for God. Things are heating up all over the world. I just wish the Lord would get here soon. My mom and dad were fighting over his food again. He is a diabetic. No contact from my daughter or stepson, or anyone in Lebanon, giving that to the Lord too. Things are happening fast on the spiral down of the U. S. I don’t care about money or this place it is all falling apart. I care for my family and all that can live eternally, if only they would open their eyes. They are still arguing. He’s not going to eat anything she makes anymore.