In last night’s posting I wrote about how I feel “alive at night, full of wonder and gratitude”. Well today, now yesterday, I was tested.
My young brother suffered a heart attack.
The lawyer for Marquette University that is seeking my conviction for trespassing called me today and accused me of false allegations and told me how I would be convicted at my trial July 15, 2013. He offered a ‘deal’ that in conscience I cannot accept.
The basketball rims at Doyne Park remained down.
My friends son, desperately sick, cannot get help since his illness is a brain disorder, or what some called a mental illness. He even acted out in front of one of the hospital his parents attempted to get him in and they still would not help him.
A friend came over and my wife and I got in a discussion with her about our desperate attempt to get help from our son who eventually, after being rejected by a long time agency, committed suicide. These are painful memories.
My friend Anne who suffers from severe pain called today to say how she needs to move out of the place where she came when she could no longer live on her own.
My veteran friend came over and told me how he still cannot get help from the Federal government although he served eleven years in the military.
I did not get to finish writing the essay on the Catholic Churches use of money meant for the poor.
The Milwaukee Brewers baseball team lost again.
I can go on but just like to say this early morning, the next day, I still feel gratitude tonight, although I will probably will not tomorrow morning.
All I can say is that gratitude was on trial and won.
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