I talked to my cousin, whom I am so close to today. At her last PET scan, she didn't have any new tumors and none of her old ones had grown any; most had shrunk or were gone. Thank you, Lord.

Paula thinks she is feeling better today. Thank you, Lord.

Beverly is still able to water her garden. Thank you, Lord.

I talked to my mother last night and she is still able to water her gardens. Thank you, Lord.

My sister's youngest grandson and the group he hung around with from high school and after kept messing up. Mostly stupid stuff, what I call showing off stuff, and nothing big or serious, but the family was always holding their breath, fearing that it would become worse. About five years ago, another friend offered him a job in another state. Everyone encouraged him to take it and get away from their group. We were all surprised that he continued to live there and seemed to be doing well. Mama said he came back this week with his new wife. He acts more mature now and has started a business of his own and she helps him in the business. They seem to be doing very well for themselves. So thankful that he took the chance to get away from youthful mischief and seems to be doing well for himself. I know my sister would be happy; she worried about him. Thank you, Lord.