Mid Week

I wish our spring would get here. It's mid May and it's still chilly. I would love to see the warm sun, no clouds or rain. I guess by the end of the week this front will pass, but in the meantime, I think I'll mildew.

Work is good. Today, my new boss called from the car on the way in and asked me to work up a new chart. I love doing these things. It took a little longer than I liked, but she was pleased with the end results. The reorganization is moving along and there are some unhappy people on the project. Like me, some don't like change. Just happens that this change will do me just fine. I look forward to going to work tomorrow. This feeling has been hiding since February.

The wounded officer died this morning. More sadness for a community still coming to grips with the loss of another officer last week. The cruiser is parked on the curb, his picture is next to it, the right hand lane of the street is blocked off and flowers are piling up once again. As I pass the police station going to and from work, I feel a heaviness in my heart and I say, this is too close to home.

God bless them and God bless us all.