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So yesterday morning I woke up at like 6:10 to say goodbye to my mom as she left for the hospital and i hugged her for like the first time in a while. My family's not very touchy. But it felt like it was going to be alright. My mom didn't look too worried and that morning for some odd reason even though I'd only got 5 and a half hours of sleep, i felt pretty awake and up.
The whole day I think I spent more time praying within the walking time and everything. It's Week...B so it's a little more rushed from 2nd to 3rd but it's alright. And it went well. The operation. She's actually out now. She sounded tired yesterday on the phone but it was alright. She's over at my grandma's for a week to recuperate and to not increase her stress levels with like house work. That's pretty good I guess and a chance for her to just relax after.
I guess it's been a pretty all in all good 2 days. Today we had a drunk driving and impaired driving presentation by a guy who i couldn't fully understand for the majority of the time but I guess it reminded me of the message on Sunday and how Cheryl said to ask God to break your heart for those who didn't know him. And it's sad how so many people turn to drugs because they feel unworthy or they need something to supplement their pain or something to just do. And if only they knew God, they wouldn't have to go to those things. They could find support and love from a small group or just...anything. And so maybe that was a realization today. Because after Crazy Love i've been focused so much on like 3rd world countries and i've forgotten about the immense pain that
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