Today is my brother's birthday, April 8. He called and talked to Dad and had good news for him, that the sale of his (Dad's) house went through. What a good gift to us all; Dad said some of us got up on the right side of the bed today.

I have a new definition of love today. It is real love when my family stays visiting me in spite of my dear opinionated & bossy husband, who doesn't even See that he tends to run people away from me by being so himself. Yet we are a package deal, and I say this with tears in my eyes. Dad says he has me always in his pocket, and he will come again and stay maybe a week the next time. And my husband doesn't even have a clue. As I say this with tears in my eyes.