Gosh. I just realized something.
I’ve made a huge promise a few months back, and I have yet to fulfill it. And it makes me feel bad.
I promised Mary Josephine I’d visit her. And I promised her I’ll get her a cross and rosaries when I do, because she had been feeling especially down and was asking me for it.
And she promsed she would pray for me.
I feel bad because I had somehow promised her I’ll come to see her every month. I didn’t quite keep that promise.
What’s making it worse is, she did say our visits were what stops her from “jumping into the river”. *hint hint nudge nudge*
Eh you guys, get your butt off the couch and do something selfless this holiday!
Gah! I really have GOT to go soon!
Maybe we can go around Christmas. That would probably cheer them up.
You know who I wish would come visit me this Christmas?
Speaking over the phone just isn’t the same. What’s Christmas without the guy who told you the true meaning of Christmas?
I so miss him.
Well anyway, once again, Merry Christmas, all!