All messed up

Biking buddy

To church today. Mom looked ashen and exhausted from the moment I got there, like she hadn't slept all night. She sat slumped sideways in her chair during the service, and I finally took her out after 45 minutes. We got a brownie and went upstairs, and she ate hungrily. I held my face an inch from hers and she whispered, "I love you." These face-to-faces are the best connections we have lately.

I coaxed her into bed and she fell asleep almost immediately and I left.

At the church service, a passage in the liturgy said, "His are the times and ages. To him be glory and dominion through all ages of eternity," and I felt like everything was all messed up.