Well, Well

Here I am. Home. And I hate it. I HATE New York. I want my own little cozy place in those mountains and I intend to get there soon. What a horrible mess that was down there. Hateful, despicable and I'm ashamed on behalf of my dad. As the saying goes - I don't know which is worse - those that start the gossip or those that believe it and will not listen to the truth... But I could not fight one against many and I was overpowered by my own little sister and her posse of an aunt and uncle that my dad hated and verbally made known again and again during the last days of his life.... but I didn't know then what I do know now and had no way to get there soon enough to prevent things happening the way they did... and all I can say is God knows all and He made sure I cold be there when I was, instead of me bein' on a cruise in the middle of the ocean and not knowin' a thing about what has happened.

But for now.... the law down there is handling things - the Prosecutor seems sharp and interested - so there isn't much more I can do from here except pray for justice.

The kitties are pretty hateful right now... big old Lizabella was even hissing at ME and I gotta tell ya, I was a little scared! I gave her lots of extra lovin' when I got home and let baby kitty sleep in the car (I took baby back to the mountains w/me cuz I needed a friend). So now we have a love/hate thing goin' on... but it will all work out. They were both sent special at their own times to be a comfort to me and Lord knows do I ever need me some comforting right about now.

Anyway... just thought I'd check in and let ya know I'm pretty ok. My bloglines doesn't work now so it's gonna take me a week or two to get a chance to update and reset up a blog reader so if i don't comment for a little bit on something you write - I'm tryin' to get there! *grin*

P.S. Any extra prayers you have a minute for - I sure could use right about now. Thank you in advance.