Dear Mother Nature: We Hate You

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​You know how it is when your favorite NBA team treats Game One of the 2018 Playoffs like a summer practice session --and it takes them almost a full quarter to break a dozen points? #ForGodsSakeTyLuBenchJeffGreen

And how you owe Uncle Sam a teeny, tiny bit 'o cash he he's demanding it from you by midnight tonight? #TaxDay2018

Or how, even though it's getting on toward the end of April, you can't take the ice scraper out of your car or put your hats and boots away because there's a small blizzard every other day where you live? #MovingToFloridaAfterKyleGraduatesCollege

NOTE: Scroll down at blog's end for slide show provided in part by my buddy Scott Riggle. #ShoutOutToScott

Anyway, it's true that  Uncle Sam, Mother Nature and even Ty Lu are making it really, really hard for PK to stay her shiny, happy self today.

Flippity flipping HMPF!

But just when I thought all seemed bleak came a word of encouragement from my very first print editor. I asked him to critique my column/blog and he called it a "real eye opener" giving me some very much appreciated props and saying that my work is authentically written by "someone who always wears her heart and her God on her sleeve." He signed off with a "God Bless" and #ProudMentor

I can tell him and tell him, but he'll never truly know what his opinion of my writing means to me. #ILoveYouTony 

And just like that, I managed to find a tiny patch of blue in an otherwise gray stretch of days.

​#HangInThereEveryone #GetItTogetherCavs #CantStayColdForever

​Ps 31:3cd-4, 6 and 7b and 8a, 17 and 21ab R. (6a) Into your hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit. Be my rock of refuge, a stronghold to give me safety. You are my rock and my fortress; for your name's sake you will lead and guide me. Into your hands I commend my spirit; you will redeem me, O LORD, O faithful God. My trust is in the LORD; I will rejoice and be glad of your mercy. Let your face shine upon your servant; save me in your kindness. You hide them in the shelter of your presence from the plottings of men. Alleluia Jn 6:35ab R. Alleluia, alleluia. I am the bread of life, says the Lord; whoever comes to me will never hunger.