I was driving to the Mesa Arizona Temple for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and thinking of a poem I could write to indicate what has happened to me physically, spiritually and emotionally. The result was this poem: Sister Humpty Dumpty struggled with her call, Sister Humpty Dumpty had a great fall! The King on His throne and Heavenly angels too, Are creating a new Sister Humpty Dumpty with temple work to do!
After no dishes for three weeks, I’m finally getting my first load done. I also took the kitchen trash out and swept up the kitchen floor. Oh, and I wiped down the countertop from the refrigerator to the stove with Clorox wipes. Not much, but a little by little bit.