It's been a hard week for the chaplaincy office. Two deaths in the NICU and perhaps as many as three more last night. Everyone looks tired.
The heat is also exhausting. When RM teased about 100 degree, uphill walks -- it really wasn't much of a tease. I'm drinking lots of water.
I have maybe 20 days left? I'm losing count. School starts for the girls on the 14th, and I'm not finished until the next week. I'll take a break at that point and determine what's next. At this point, I'm still trying to discern my path.
Ah, Discerment. Nice word, eh? Easy to say/plan, hard to actually do.