Another beautiful, sunny spring day. The only problem is itchy eyes from the tree pollen. But it's bearable. My oldest called this morning to say that somebody broke into his car last night.

My youngest, who is autistic, injured himself while at the doctor's office yesterday, requiring 5 stitches.
Life goes on. The big difference is that both of them are living away now that they are grown up. I'm not in the middle of all the stress and crisis anymore. Of course, I worry and care about them, but it's from a place of calmness.
Yes, I feel very calm. I was reading a little bit about stroke and aneurysm on
CNN.com a little earlier over my morning coffee. I didn't know that things like sneezing violently, vomiting, extreme exercise, straining during a bowel movement, sex, even drinking coffee can cause an aneuryms to burst by temporarily spiking blood pressure.
Gosh, I read last night about people having scabs after surgery. Yikers. I was so lucky not to have scabs at all. I can't imagine what scabs would do to my emotional state. That must be very, very upsetting.
Good luck to everyone who has to go through such things. Wowzers.
Jammin', we're jammin' in the name of the lord...
Listening to some reggae on Pandora...
Jammin'...