9:16am. At Dietra's. Grandma is dressed and waiting at the front door for the van to go to the center. Getting her together didn't take as long as I thought it would. I did say a prayer before I got started with her. Maybe that helped.
I've been saying for the past few days that I was going to get the clothes from Dietra's hall closet and put them in my car. Today is the day. Really. I am so incredibly happy to have a place where I can be. Where I can unload my car. Where I don't have to wonder where I am going to be next week or next month. God is so good.
I hope you have a good day today. I plan to.
Love yourselves.
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