Matthew, I am learning, has a very good ability to find Disgusting Things. If there is a fragment of dried apple skin or a bit of rubbery old cheese anywhere on the floor (and trust me: there invariably is), he will find it and bring it to me.Â I suppose I should feel honored to be the one whom he trusts to identify and dispose of these mysterious objects.
At the very least, I’ve gotten a column out of it.Â You can read it here: Giving the yucky things to God.
P.S. Health Update: Thanks for the prayers.Â Am feeling somewhat better, though still housebound.Â I look forward to the imminent doctor’s appointment, which will give me 1) some answers and 2) a glimpse of the world outside my very cluttered home.